by Kelley Sep 25, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
grieving, loss
I remember it so clearly that July 11th day when I heard the first explosion and the bullets and shrapnel came flying my way I can remember how I felt as I dive to the floor and felt the building shaking as I flattened myself some more, I heard the the radio blaring we are trapped with no way out and here the panic in their voices as they send in the reports the captain says stand your ground i repeat do not break out the panic voices grow silent as the bombs fall all around we all know about that silent sound it means they followed there orders to the last man and after its all over we gather around whats left and say thank you lord Jesus that it wasn't me lying here this day. |
by Ann Kelley
Really nice poem |