September Mourn

September Mourn

I remember where I was

when it all went down.

A small twin engine,

is what the said.

Oh, how they were wrong.

I was so paralyzed

as I watched on my tv.

Over a thousand

tortured,

crying souls.

There was nothing I could do!

And what can I say

to ease the pain

of the loved ones left behind?

I can only offer them my hope,

which I planted in my pain,

nurtured by the light of freedom,

watered by the tears that I have cried.