"Roll Call"

My feelings, a New Yorker's point of view of post 9-11... eight years

 

              Roll Call

 

A day put aside to demonstrate

Our glorious pride, to commemorate

 

The thousands who had their lives

Cut short that Sept. morn

When families awoke to arise

Only to find their lives were scorned

 

Flags flew, tears were shed

Silence became a plague

Words not needed to be said

Answers needed were only vague

 

Time heals, can help with one’s pain

But can it help with what America should still feel?

Where are all the American Flags? Display them again

My memory has far from healed

 

“Always Remember,” a phase shouted still

Around the world,  American cities and towns

But yet that Memorial is still past due

That should have been laid on that sacred ground

 

The Roll Call of all that had perished

Each tied to someone they love

Forever in their hearts, forever cherished

Even though now from above

 

In PA, The Capitol, the monuments are there

Why await for those taken at the World Trade

Red Tape overshadows the care

We can’t let those memories fade

 

I am a New Yorker, hit badly was my home

For I knew some who were there

We cannot stand alone

Our victims are due their share

 

Sacred ground, zero they call

Still awaiting it’s new life

Build that memorial for them all

For their loved ones, children and wife

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Denise Rivard]

I was at work when our world was forever changed by the events you portray.While our spirit of solidarity seems to have diminished somewhat,I don't believe that there is an American alive who will ever forget. A memorial dwells in my heart. Your words ring true and are nicely expressed.