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In Memory of the 9/11 Attacks on the Pentagon and the World Trade Center
Where is the Justice?
As I sit and watch a grieving nation on TV Pride and anger both swells up in me. Strange and unholy mad men have attacked my homeland With a cruel and deadly strike just as they had planned.
I see time and time again the towers fall As the innocent people answer deaths call. I’ve seen the survivors and families weep, And have felt their pain that cuts so deep.
I am a patriot and a flag waver through and through. I mean no disrespect to any of you. But I am reminded of the names on "The Wall," of all of the men and women who answered their countries call.
Of the men and women of all the wars who left loved ones behind, what of their anger, their anguish, their loss, and their daily grind? What about the little ones who have no memories of their dad, growing up in near poverty without the things they would have had?
I’m reminded of a friend who left a wife and two young daughters behind. He was a good honest husband, father, and soldier, one of a kind. A silver coffin, closed and put in the ground, the family suffering great pain Buried with little ceremony, his family unable to view even his remains.
Where are the parades, the ceremonies, and the recognition that they all deserve? The families of 911 will receive on average of a million dollars I observe, while the family of my friend got $312.00 a month on which to live. Where is the justice and the outrage for them, forgotten when he had nothing left to give?
There are 58,229 names on "The Wall" and not counting the lives lost in Korea and Desert Storm. What day do we stop everything and list their names on TV and what ceremonies do we perform? It’s just a day of reflection and a time to set the journal straight; I guess it doesn’t matter to the one’s that the injustice doesn’t touch or hardship create.
©David R. Alexander
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