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September 11, 2006
If you dare (a poem)
On September eleventh, two thousand and one
I stood on a pier in the late morning sun.
Across the Potomac I expected to see
The United States Capital cease to be.
With the smoke from the Pentagon dark at my back,
I waited with friends for the likely attack.
For just at that moment, it was around midday,
We were sure that the forth plane was heading our way.
Friends and family still living in my old home town
Saw on the skyline Two Towers burn down.
And into the breach of black ashes and dust
Stepped a Wartime Leader whom we could trust.
Forget? I will never, and who else will dare
To pretend the continuing threat isn't there.
To all those who snivel and shrivel and bleat,
Whose only solution is to whine in defeat,
I say run as far and as fast as you can.
Get away from each decent woman and man
Who despises you for giving our freedom away
So that you can regain your power someday.
'Be kind to our enemies, show them we care.
Don't tap their phone lines. It isn't fair'.
The word used to be treason, but be aware.
We're on to you now. Bait us more if you dare.
Mimi Evans Winship 9 11 06