September 28, 2001
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One
As the soot and dirt and ash rained down,
We became one color.
As we carried each other down the stairs of the burning building
We became one class.
As we lit candles of waiting and hope
We became one generation.
As the firefighters and police officers fought their way into the
inferno
We became one gender.
As we fell to our knees in prayer for strength,
We became one faith.
As we whispered or shouted words of encouragement,
We spoke one language.
As we gave our blood in lines a mile long,
We became one body.
As we mourned together the great loss,
We became one family.
As we cried tears of grief and loss
We became one soul.
As we retell with pride of the sacrifice of heroes,
We become one people.
We are:
One color
One class
One generation
One gender
One faith
One language
One body
One family
One soul
One people
We are The Power of One.
We are United.
We are America.
Comments (8)
Very touching. I love all of you. Good luch with your move.
Now if we can just stay that way without the assistance of more disaster . . .
This is lovely.
Wow! Did you write this? Magnificent!
Hey... this is great!
What an awesome poem. Did you write it? I love it.
This is extremely nice! I expresses just the way I hope we all feel.
Pete
No, I did not write the poem. It was in a local paper, but it said the author was unknown.
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