If someone was to die,
How would I cry?
Would I weep like a baby?
Or would I tear for joy, Knowing on the
Inside I was sad.
Would I cry at all?
And hide my feelings.
Would I run away, trying to figure out
If it’s a dream or not.
Or would I stand and face the fact
Of what reality brings to me.
In my dreams would I see that person?
And wake up screaming,
With tears streaming down my cheeks.
What if someone brought up the name?
Would I start tearing and get mad at that person?
Or would I do nothing at all…
What if I never got over that one special person?
Or what if the next day I didn’t even remember
That person ever existed?
From a far distant I still see the smiles,
That rested on the face.
And now it’s disappeared…
With every tear I shed, the people’s faces
Turn to that persons own face.
I’d cry ever more.
Or even less,
Knowing that the person will never be once more.
Now the war is over,
And everyone is here to celebrate but that one.
That one person that worked harder than all,
That one person that would do anything
To protect all.
That one person that was remembered for only a day after death.
Is gone and only one still cry’s?






A poem I wrote for all the fallen hero's and in memorial for 9/11.

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