That Morning After
it was that morning after -
a surreal sense of awe and disbelief -
seem to be draped -
over the whole of the Country from east to west -
everybody seemed to just want to wake up -
and find out it was all just a dream -
that it was all just a dream!
For a moment, just for a moment -
the whole nation seemed to want to forget -
the nightmare that happened the day before -
if only things were all right -
if only we could just carry on with normal living -
if only -
if only -
and then it all began -
everything proceeded from that morning after.
I will always remember that moment -
I will keep my experience of that morning after -
because it is the moment that best encapsulates for me -
the undying hope that was begun -
by the promises our humanity lost the morning before -
and all the many days after -
as the aftermath swept us all away... into today!
When I reflect on September 11 -
here and now -
ten years from where it all began -
and I see all the war and the darkness it has wrought -
I find comfort in that morning...
I will always remember that morning after -
to me, it is just as important as the day before -
because it was in that moment when -
in the midst of all the confusion, the fear, and the grief -
the deception of War and hatred was met
with much skepticism and unbelief -
and the oppression of terrorism, absolutely rejected.
It was the calm before the storm.
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