I was writing a poem today about the future
when looking at the date, I remembered.
I remembered 22 years ago how thousands
were planning a future which in one
day’s time be no more.
How could we forget the dramatic and tragic
loss and the fear, and the united, determined
America which responded to the threat?
And wallow instead in the disputes and
divide we see today, and worry about a
future some never grew old enough to see.
We have a future we should value,
we have a loss we should remember, and
we should maintain our hope in America.
A prayer today
for those who lost their future… and
for those who fought for all of ours!