Fateful Morn (By Jennifer Martin)
A nation cried that fateful morn,
innocence shattered, families torn.
Random terror ripped apart,
a nation’s calm, a country’s heart.
But in the grief, a rallying cry,
to stand united, heads held high.
In awkward silence, we take a stance,
a new beginning, a second chance.
But still to come, the truer test,
beyond the pain, our souls at rest.
Will our people stand as one,
when the fighting has been done?
Tenuous unity, will it last?
Can we avoid our racist past?
Bitter hatreds set aside,
borne of ignorance and pride.
Will we take our brother’s hand
and represent this precious land?
Stand together, Black and White,
looking neither left nor right.
Caring not, our sister’s creed,
focused on a common need.
Tenacious freedom, our past foretold,
as one, this gift, we must uphold.
Precarious peace, tragically shaken,
but America’s spirit, never forsaken.
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Author:
Jennifer Martin (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem on the evening of our nation's most tragic day, September 11, 2001. I hoped then, as I do now, that we could live as, and embrace, "one people."
- Category: Sociopolitical
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I love the rhythm of this I’m in the uk I was sat watching the videos appearing on Facebook it gets you right in the feels Absolutely tragic incident represented beautifully in poem as a race we must all stand united and free
Thank you so much for your kind words and for expressing your sentiments regarding our world's need to live as one. It seems so obvious, and yet, so unachievable, thus far. All my best to you and your country at this most challenging time!
WEll done for posting this.
With our final armed withdrawl from the middle east perhaps we - the west - will begin to learn form the disaster of 9/11. It's not over is it?
Thank you for your words of wisdom. Tragically, the inability to compromise and a need to force ones values on others keeps our world at war. We just need to keep sending out our vibes and our messages of inclusion and kindness. Thank you, again, and all my best to you!
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