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The value of freedom can be seen in the demeanor of those without it
terrorists wanted to knock us to our knees.....but instead,
they brought us to our feet!
I dedicate this page to those who lost their lives for our country
When I'm called to duty God
wherever flames may be
Give me the strength to save some life
Whatever age they may be
Help me embrace a little child
Before it is too late
Or save an older person
from The horror of that fate
Enable me to be alert
and Hear the weakest shout
And quickly and efficiently
To put the fire out
I want to fill my calling
and To give the best in me
To guard my every neighbor
And protect their property
And if according to your will
I lose my life
Please bless with your Protective hand
My children and my wife
They tested our resolve...that was their first mistake!
The terrorist dogs that attacked us in so cowardly a fashion used Aircraft.
There are more Aircraft involved in their future......
A Poem written by a friend of mine.......
Nothing is the same anymore.......or is it?
Everything we know changed as we watched mesmerized by overwhelming evil The world as we knew it suddenly stopped and we all saw the presence of the devil
Only a few weeks removed, all that we once believed came to an end with madmen bent on pursuing an unjust cause There are no words that can comfort the bereaved No retribution could ever possibly right their terrible loss
To try and make sense of such a senseless act is impossible There is a void we all feel that will never be completely erased But, it's more than that, terror is like a nightmare implausible Leaving us all with an uneasiness that refuses to be replaced
What do we do now?....Where do we go from here? The security of America the Invincible we knew is now gone For too long we all believed it couldn't possibly happen near But each of us wrestles now in our own way with what has been undone
Never has our nation been so viciously attacked, so many lives lost at once Some look to smash our enemy, yet he has only one face, and one life To bring him to justice seems somehow lacking in punch when you know the horror firsthand from watching it live
Where were you when it happened?......How many times did you watch? How long did it take for you to believe that this was really happening? How many hours of torture did you endure before you had to stop? How many times.....how many days did the tears come without beckoning?
Nothing is the same anymore.......
or is it?
A thought keeps recurring to me, and it bears repeating Never have I been so angry with my fellow man....or so proud The sight of those planes....and the valor of the rescuers The towers collapsing...."God Bless America" sung often and aloud
The madness of the few have galvanized the sane into action We are living through a time of extremes We keep trying to strike a balance between the means of a religious faction by offsetting it with patriotism that in my lifetime has not been seen
I find myself needing to get away from the intensity of it's import To lose myself in the minutiae, to end for a moment my mind and heart's strife To accept the guilt of laughter, or the cheering of sport Just to gain some sense of normality, to gain control over my own life
Maybe the forces of good vs. evil have always been present though not as intensely in my lifetime as such a group exercise as we now face But, I have never felt like I belong in this country as I do at this moment Or been so afraid for all of us as the human race
Nothing is the same anymore........
or is it?
The pride in the flag, the fear of losing our freedoms to fear Are those of us of youth finally finding out what the old folks know? We heard their stories, but we had no frame of reference, so we couldn't hear I served the military in peacetime......even then I didn't feel it so
All at once I feel terribly threatened, yet a sense of security in grief shared For I know now the agony of watching innocence ripped away I'm 42 and a father, and I've seen much in my day for which I cared I'm scared for my kids' future, and how this country will make its' way
I find myself reflecting on our country's past, and I find comfort in its' longevity We have a long and glorious history, and steady leaders to see us through Yet, as we face this new war, I brace myself for the inevitable cost in lives of defining the cost of freedom for all of us anew
This war was started with the murder of innocent lives, we did not ask for this The grief we all feel has turned to anger and resolution We stand united as never before in my life, and it's a feeling that is at once scary, and strong, and directed to one conclusion
That this country is yours, and mine, and ours......it has always been that way It is available to all who seek freedom to live their lives in peace I hope that we will not waiver in our fight to preserve our way of life, and I pray for the families of the police, the firefighters, and the civilian deceased
Most of all, I pray for our children, for, if difficult for us, imagine what they feel May we set an example for them they can be proud of, may history treat us well God, watch over us as we struggle to maintain your will as cogs in your wheel and, allow us the might and the right to see your enemies felled.
Nothing is the same anymore........or is it?
James R. Lyons