Editorial from Romanian Newspaper:
When you think the US isn't thought well of all over the world, read
this editorial from a Romanian Newspaper.
~An Ode to America~
Why are Americans so united? They don't resemble one another even if
you paint them! They speak all the languages of the world and form an astonishing
mixture of civilizations. Some of them are nearly extinct, others are incompatible
with one another, and in matters of religious beliefs, not even God can
count how many they are. Still, the American tragedy turned three hundred
million people into a hand put on the heart.
Nobody rushed to accuse the White House, the army, the secret services
that they are only a bunch of losers.
Nobody rushed to empty their bank accounts. Nobody rushed on the streets
nearby to gape about.
The Americans volunteered to donate blood and to give a helping hand.
After the first moments of panic, they raised the flag on the smoking ruins,
putting on T-shirts, caps and ties in the colors of the national flag.
They placed flags on buildings and cars as if in every place and on every
car a minister or the president was passing. On every occasion they started
singing their traditional song: "God Bless America!".
Silent as a rock, I watched the charity concert broadcast on Saturday
once, twice, three times, on different TV channels. There were Clint Eastwood,
Willie Nelson, Robert de Niro, Julia Roberts, Cassius Clay, Jack Nicholson,
Bruce Springsteen, Sylvester Stalone, James Wood, and many others whom
no film or producers could ever bring together. The American's solidarity
spirit turned them into a choir. Actually, choir is not the word. What
you could hear was the heavy artillery of the American soul.
What neither George W. Bush, nor Bill Clinton, nor Colin Powell could
say without facing the risk of stumbling over words and sounds, was being
heard in a great and unmistakable way in this charity concert. I don't
know how it happened that all this obsessive singing of America didn't
sound croaky, nationalist, or ostentatious! It made you green with envy
because you weren't able to sing for your country without running the risk
of being considered chauvinist, ridiculous, or suspected of who-knows-what
I watched the live broadcast and the rerun of its rerun for hours listening
to the story of the guy who went down one hundred floors with a woman in
a wheelchair without knowing who she was, or of the Californian hockey
player, who fought with the terrorists and prevented the plane from hitting
a target that would have killed other hundreds or thousands of people.
How on earth were they able to bow before a fellow human? Imperceptibly,
with every word and musical note, the memory of some turned into a modern
myth of tragic heroes. And with every phone call, millions and millions
of dollars were put in a collection aimed at rewarding not a man or a family,
but a spirit which nothing can buy.
What on earth can unite the Americans in such a way? Their land? Their
galloping history? Their economic power? Money? I tried for hours to find
an answer, humming songs and murmuring phrases gt; which risk of sounding
like common places. I thought things over, but I reached only one conclusion.
Only freedom can work such miracles!
Like everyone, I've been aghast
at what has happened this week. It brings back a lot of feelings
of loss and my heart just goes out to all those lost or injured and their
families. Just wanted to share something I wrote Wednesday evening
as I tried to sort out some of my feelings.
In the splendor of a Fall morning,
while the sun was busy lighting
and illuminating the corners
of man-made mountains and
a quartet of silver birds
meant for the good of all
became weapons of death
in the hands of madmen
daring to pose as God.
And the mountains fell,
the valleys filled,
and a stunning stillness
quieted life’s wonder.
hearts were broken,
and anger bubbled up
with cries of retribution
while currents of the world
rushed to judgement
and hurting voices
demanded hate for hate.
But in the midst of the terror
and inflow of consuming fear,
we heard a simple song
ringing through the gloom,
and we saw glowing faces
moving with transcendent motion
toward distant fields of glory.
This moment, this day,
must not be defined
by the pull of vengeance
but by the spirit of singing.
Let us come together
and bravely lift our voices
in a song of overcoming.
Let us feel freedom’s wind
blowing fresh upon our faces.
Let the blessed memories
of happier days and times
linger here in this uncertain
And let us sway with love’s
as we sing our brothers and
all the way home.
Harold G. Hopkins, 9-12-01
A Hurt So Deep
Two towers that represented our red, white, and blue,
Two symbols no longer a part of a beautiful view.
Lady Liberty still stands with tears on her cheek,
Wishing she had a voice so that she could speak.
She would cry out with the pain that all of us feel,
Knowing that this tragedy is all so horribly real!
She would whisper the names of all those that have died,
While holding her head up with a stubborn, great pride.
For she knows that the terrorists are now being sought,
Punishment will be given for the havoc they brought.
Innocent people that left home for work that day,
Not aware of the price that they were to pay.
Sons, daughters, mothers, dads, people of all races,
Many from New York, but also many other places.
A shock to the Free World, a hurt that is so deep,
Even the toughest, stop, think, then they too weep!
May God guide those in what is done to respond,
Dear Lord help us tomorrow and all that’s beyond!
Dan Bryl, Lawrenceville, Ga
It's my job to have something to say.
They pay me to provide words that help make sense of that which troubles
the American soul. But in this moment of airless shock when hot tears sting
disbelieving eyes, the only thing I can find to say, the only words that
seem to fit, must be addressed to the unknown author of this suffering.
You monster. You beast. You unspeakable bastard.
What lesson did you hope to teach us by your coward's attack on our
World Trade Center, our Pentagon, us? What was it you hoped we would learn?
Whatever it was, please know that you failed.
Did you want us to respect your cause? You just damned your cause.
Did you want to make us fear? You just steeled our resolve.
Did you want to tear us apart? You just brought us together.
Let me tell you about my people. We are a vast and quarrelsome family,
a family rent by racial, social, political and class division, but a family
nonetheless. We're frivolous, yes, capable of expending tremendous emotional
energy on pop cultural minutiae -- a singer's revealing dress, a ball team's
misfortune, a cartoon mouse. We're wealthy, too, spoiled by the ready availability
of trinkets and material goods, and maybe because of that, we walk through
life with a certain sense of blithe entitlement. We are fundamentally decent,
though -- peace-loving and compassionate. We struggle to know the right
thing and to do it. And we are, the overwhelming majority
of us, people of faith, believers in a just and loving God.
Some people -- you, perhaps -- think that any or all of this makes us
weak. You're mistaken. We are not weak. Indeed, we are strong in ways that
cannot be measured by arsenals.
Yes, we're in pain now. We are in mourning and we are in shock. We're
grappling with the unreality of the awful thing you did, still working
make ourselves understand that this isn't a special effect from some
Hollywood blockbuster, isn't the plot development from a Tom Clancy
Both in terms of the awful scope of their ambition and the probable
death toll, your attacks are likely to go down as the worst acts of
terrorism in the history of the United States and, probably, the history
the world. You've bloodied us as we have never been bloodied before.
But there's a gulf of difference between making us bloody and making
fall. This is the lesson Japan was taught to its bitter sorrow the
anyone hit us this hard, the last time anyone brought us such abrupt
monumental pain. When roused, we are righteous in our outrage, terrible
our force. When provoked by this level of barbarism, we will bear any
suffering, pay any cost, go to any length, in the pursuit of justice.
I tell you this without fear of contradiction. I know my people, as
think, do not. What I know reassures me. It also causes me to tremble
dread of the future.
In the days to come, there will be recrimination and accusation, fingers
pointing to determine whose failure allowed this to happen and what
done to prevent it from happening again. There will be heightened security,
misguided talk of revoking basic freedoms. We'll go forward from this
sobered, chastened, sad. But determined, too. Unimaginably determined.
You see, the steel in us is not always readily apparent. That aspect
character is seldom understood by people who don't know us well. On
day, the family's bickering is put on hold.
As Americans we will weep, as Americans we will mourn, and as Americans,
will rise in defense of all that we cherish.
So I ask again: What was it you hoped to teach us? It occurs to me that
maybe you just wanted us to know the depths of your hatred. If that's
case, consider the message received. And take this message in exchange:
don't know my people. You don't know what we're capable of. You don't
what you just started.
But you're about to learn.
MY COLORS NEVER RUN
You have seen me in this nation
And in countries worldwide
I show who I am
With dignity and pride
I've flown on beaches
And in trenches with every race
I've made it to the moon
When I flew in outer space
I have seen every battlefield
That there is to see
I have flown proudly for sons and daughters
Who believed in my dignity
I stand for America
The greatest nation on earth
And again I shall fly proudly
To show my nation's worth
My stars represent a nation
That is united as one
And NO ONE on earth
Will ever make my colors run
I am loved by many
I am feared by many more
I am a piece of cloth
Who guides my nation in war
I was there in Germany
I also flew in Guam
I led my nation in Korea
I was there in Vietnam
I will lead my nation
As I have always done
I stand for Freedom
Because my colors never run
I will give HOPE
As I have done all my life
For every man child and woman
For every husband and wife
My stars fly gallantly
For the states in the USA
My stripes are for the colonies
We've come a long way
I've been saluted and honored
>From shore to shore
Some call me "Old Glory"
A name I adore
I am HOPE, for ONE nation
The land from where I came
America the beautiful
The HOME OF THE BRAVE
The time may be delayed,
the manner may be unexpected,
but the answer is sure to come.
Not a tear of sacred sorrow,
not a breathe of holy desire poured out
to God will ever be lost,
but in God's own time and way
will be wafted back again in clouds of
and fall in showers of blessings on you,
and on those for whom you pray.
Firemen going up WTC Tower One while people are evacuating....
I saw the person on TV who took a lot of those pictures inside the building
and he said he had found out that this fireman did make it back out
He was on with Diane Sawyer. ~Jolyn
True Heros....responding to the Call of Their Fellow Americans......
John Labriola captured these dramatic images of office workers evacuating
Tower One of the World Trade Center on September 11 during the attacks.
Labriola is an independent contractor with the Port Authority of New York
& New Jersey on the 71st floor of the building and managed to escape
with no injuries.
To Donate Directly or send Condolences to the Families of these Brave
Firefighters and EMS
go to the following web site.....International Association of Firefighters
As most of us stopped, to see the fire in the sky,
you were in the trucks, passing us by.
As the unthinkable horror, makes us shed a tear,
you entered the building, in your rescue gear.
As we sat in panic, praying for no more
you were climbing the stairs, floor by floor.
We sat confused, awed, and in strife
you were looking, hoping, and praying for life.
As the building came down, we feared you would too.
But God gave you wings, and instead you flew.
-- Poem by Devin Siebold, Age 16
Wall of Prayers - Ground Zero
A Nation that Stands Together
Forever As One
by Kaye Des’Ormeaux
On September 11, 2001, America was terrorized
by faceless cowards who tried to tear us apart.
Little did they know that they only drew us closer;
Made us one Nation united under one heart.
Yes, America is a Nation of many nationalities;
We may have our differences but we stand as ONE.
When you chose to use our own airplanes as weapons,
You instantly knew all you could do was run.
The whole world saw your acts of destruction.
And, they instantly came to our defense.
For they know America stands for freedom.
And we will not stand for the murder of innocence.
Yes, you chose to attack America on our home soil.
Oh, you did it with the wrong President in control.
He will remember each face of the Americans you killed.
And he will bring you out of your deepest hole.
This has been referred to as another Pearl Harbor.
They, too soon realized their act of defiant.
For when they informed the Emperor what they'd done,
He said, I'm afraid we've awakened a sleeping giant.
Sixty years later, you've awaken that same Sleeping Giant.
She shall not sleep again until each of you are found.
For you took it upon yourself to attack Americans.
Now you must pay for the blood spilt on our home ground.
Americans & the world saw the destruction you caused.
Oh you turned America into a battle zone.
But around the world, our Allies came to our aid.
They took our hand & let us know we're not in this alone.
You thought by bringing terror to our great country,
you could destroy a beautiful & glorious land.
Instead, you just reminded us what we stand for ...
And that's something you faceless cowards can't understand.
Oh yes, you have hurt us more than you can know.
But there’s no way you can comprehend.
We are united even stronger as a nation of freedom.
And this same freedom we shall forever defend.
You may have thought you could destroy us;
America ... the land of the free & the brave.
Oh but your actions drew us even closer together.
As one strong nation, we'll send you to your grave.
For you have brought America & others to our knees.
Oh but we have not fallen in despair.
Your evil deeds have touched the entire world ...
And brought us all to our knees in prayer.
To the many thousands that lost their lives that day,
may you shine upon us with every morning sun.
And know that each of you shall be loved & remembered
by a Nation that Stands Together Forever as One.
~God Bless America~
Copyright 2001 Kaye Des’Ormeaux
September 28, 2001
This was done on September 22, 2001. 72,000 people gathered in
to remember those lost and suffering after this terrible assault.
I took my three
daughters with me. We are part of the unity circle around the
flag was made of 6000 representing the number of people killed in the
terrorist attacks (before increases to the WTC total were announced).
The web site to go to for more information is www.histar.com
God Bless America (all of us)
The Lady in the Harbor
There is a Lady in the harbor, holding a torch to guide our way
She stands diligently by, both night and day.
And if you look close you may see the tears in her eye
Her heart has been broken, as she faithfully stands by.
She holds the torch of Freedom, a beacon in the dark
And she never waivers, no matter what terror may embark.
She stands straight and true, encouraging others to follow her guiding
And we as Americans must support her, go on even in this dark night.
For we are her voice, and her message we must send out
That we stand together as one, Terrorist take of this no doubt!
We will prevail, come out shinning true
As we embrace the Lady in the harbor, draped in Red, White& Blue.
God Bless America!!
Sheila Simmons, Dallas, GA
South Koreans place flowers in remembrance of the victims
and families of the U.S. terrorist
God Bless America
I watched as we all did
As I saw a nation cry
I said a prayer for the families
I couldn't believe my eyes
I feel it takes a coward
To do what has been done
America has been wounded
But UNITED we stand as one
My heart goes out to each family
Whose life was hurt today
I wish I had the answers
To why a coward instructed this way
I have to keep my faith
I have to say a prayer
For all of us in America
And in the world everywhere
God Bless our military men
Who are being sent out today
May prayers keep them safe
On this fall September day
To New York City I send
Prayers from my state, your way
The country feels your pain
Emotions are running high today
May God Bless us all
No matter where we live
America has been wounded
My prayers to you I give
Sharon Bryant, Alabama USA
GOD BLESS AMERICA
The Day After
They tried to knock us to our knees.
They dealt a crushing blow.
We stood and watched in terror as
The peace we’ve come to know
Was sliced by planes made missiles,
And torn from hearts that wept.
‘Twas trampled ‘neath the bloody dust,
In ways we can’t accept.
As colleagues ran in terror
From all engulfing fires,
We witnessed heros in the smoke
Who’s bravery yet inspires.
We saw a mighty cityscape
Collapse before our eyes.
We listened as it crushed our hopes,
And stilled those muted cries.
But rising from those ashes,
A country proud and tough
Who standing tall and strong once more
Will call that coward’s bluff.
They can not daunt our spirit.
This country will prevail.
Together we can ride this storm,
And stand against the gale.
Through ashes, carnage, rubble
Our spirit will endure.
Security alone was breached.
Our honor stands secure.
~September 12, 2001
Newport News, Virginia.
Life itself can't give you joy, unless you really will it;
Life just gives you time and space, it's up to you to fill it.
(Nine One One)
by Linda Ellis copyright 2001
We are over the shock and disbelief,
and now the grieving has begun
for American hearts were scarred forever
on September 11, 2001.
Though these prideful hearts were wounded
and the scars may never heal,
this evil that has penetrated our borders
will only heighten the pride that we feel.
This sinister evil knows no boundaries.
It has no values, no conscience, no heart.
What other entity possesses the power
to willfully tear thousands of families apart?
No wall is impenetrable by its actions,
however massive in stature and length.
Sometimes even the mighty are tested
and forced to display their strength.
And let this be comfort to our veterans,
who are now shedding tears of dismay…
These cowards we should not call "men"
will have their very own judgement day.
The seeds of hatred they think they’ve planted
deeply in American soil
will be cultivated only by American pride
to make us MORE united, allegiant and loyal!
For they say there is strength in numbers
and those who took for granted each freedom and right
have been awakened with a new sense of resolve
to hold their freedom with fists clenched tight.
And if they believe American patriotism
is something they can annihilate or sever,
let them realize that their senseless acts
hoisted our flag to fly higher than ever!
To every husband who lost his wife
and every mother who lost her son…
a million prayers have been with you
every day since nine one one.
Linda Ellis, Marietta, GA
author of the poem "The Dash"
September 14 - National Day of
Remembrance and Prayer
Two young men light candles in Brooklyn, New York on Friday to remember
those lost in the World Trade Center attack.
Clergy and lay people participate in a prayer service for the victims
in front of the damaged side of the Pentagon in Washington
Doves are released as Dekalb County firefighters, police officers and
sheriff's deputies salute on the steps of the old Dekalb County Courthouse.
Kelia Ramirez - San Juan, Texas
Oracle Employees - Redwood City, CA
People gather in Chicago's Daley Plaza for a moment of silence on Friday.
Eddie Anderson, with the City of Rock Hill Public Works Department,
bows his head during a community prayer service in Rock Hill, S.C., on
Citizens of Bristol, Fla., recite the Pledge of Allegiance as they gathered
on the grounds of the Liberty County court house to take part in the National
Day of Prayer and Remembrance on Friday.
People holding candles are reflected in the pool at the Christian Science
Church in Boston on Friday.
attacks during an anti-terror rally in Seoul, South Korea, on Friday.
A man prays for those killed in the attacks while outside the U.S. Embassy
Russians have kept up a steady steam of mourners to the embassy,
to remember the victims and show their solidarity with Americans.
The Stars and Stripes fly as Renate Grell weeps in front of the
U.S. Embassy in Berlin on Friday, with other Berliners who had gathered
to commemorate the victims of the attacks.
A crowd observes three minutes of silence to honor victims of the
attack while holding a vigil outside the U.S. Embassy in Paris.
A Sikh from the Delhi Punjabi Welfare Society participates in a
near the Parliament house in New Delhi in memory of the people who
died during the attack.
Firefighters of Basel, Switzerland, hold three minutes of silence in
honor of their American
firefighting counterparts who died after Tuesday's terrorist attack
at the World Trade Center.
Motorists leave their cars in Kerkdriel, the Netherlands, to observe
three minutes of silence in memory of the victims of the terrorist attacks
in the United States.
Palestinian children light candles in the West Bank city of Hebron in
of the victims of the terrorist attacks in the United States.
"All Of Us Today Are USA" is written on a placard outside the U.S.
Embassy in Tel Aviv, where Israelis began lighting candles to show their
sympathy with the American people
More than 100 firefighters held a solemn candlelight vigil in Taiwan.
A man prays during a Kenyan Council of Churches
memorial service in Nairobi, Kenya, on Friday.