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Two Poems from our Anniversary Poetry Collection
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| HOW COULD THEY? |
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Christopher Judge
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The world was asleep, just going through its paces
People working, some sleeping, some going to school.
Some walking , playing sports, some just watching TV
People planning their future, like marriages or holidays,
Some planning having children, and other big events.
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
Our World rudely awoken that crisp Tuesday morning
A loud noise, then confusion, some fear, then just shock
They didn’t know what was happening, what to do where to go.
Smoke flames a hole, confusion, some silent, some screaming
Some looked up, it was terrible, worse still some looked down.
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
Eight Fourty Seven Flight eleven, Tower One, terrible accident
Nine o two, Flight one seven five, Tower Two, oh my God !
Nine Forty one , Flight seventy seven, Pentagon, not there also!
Ten exactly, Flight ninety-three crashes down in a field
Some were young, some were old, good and bad : none were saved
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
It was lunchtime in England, I had a meeting,
Someone in the office said turn on the news
We listened in horror, but didn’t really realise
The events of that day like a bookmark on our page
I went home, watched the pictures, that was worse
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they
That night we found out just how close it really was
Michelle’s uncle was on one seven five
One year on we’re still trying to give it a reason
Like so many others just wanting to know
How could they, why did they?
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
Every day since that day it’s the topic of conversation
With everyone moved to emotions of scale
Some anger, some sorrow, some mourning their loved ones
Some defiant, some vengeful, all searching for reasons
A question remains unanswered, what really happened that day?
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
The father, the son, the brother and sister,
A husband, a wife, all reminded each day,
The partner and lover, an Uncle and nephew,
The niece and the cousin and all generations,
All hurt everyday, no escape from the loss.
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
It’s Wednesday today, one year on, and it’s sunny,
The senses are different somehow, not quite dulled
But one year on it still hurts, confuses, many questions
Friends are kind, give strength, but what can you say
One year on and we still can’t give it a reason
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
But now we all wonder: how could they?
Why did they?
Please somebody tell us why did they?
How could they?
It’s sad and uncanny the magnifying powers of a date.
It’s another year on and I know it’s so painful,
All in all during the day I think we managed O.K.
It’s the second anniversary, nine-eleven, ground zero
We watched the news, saw the scene, felt the emotions, did it help?
Every day we still wonder: how could they,?
Why did they?
Not a day passes by without asking:
How could they?
I heard the reporter saying “for some the Earth here is sacred”
I know that we want to visit that place.
Will we hate it? Is it sacred? Will it somehow bring comfort?
I believe, hope and pray that it is and it does.
We’re planning a trip in December, we’ll see.
Every day we still wonder: how could they,?
Why did they?
Not a day passes by without asking:
How could they?
That day changed our World, look what’s happened. Why’d they do it?
Did they know from how many people they were going to steal love?
In the night sky the stars are shining brightly, like spirits
I know that there’s one their watching down upon us
See the smile? feel the presence? the charisma? He’s peaceful.
Every day we still wonder: how could they,?
Why did they?
Not a day passes by without asking:
How could they?
We didn’t used to wonder: how could they?
Why should we?
Now all we ask is: how could they?
Why did they?
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| I LOVE YOU |
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Glen Wyatt
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I LOVE YOU |
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every day i am alive i think about my great life it is everything i could ever want it is everything that makes me want to be with you all night and day i feel my love for you in every way you're everything i've wished for you're everything i've dreamed of you're everything my life is all made up of just to let you know my love for you i want you to know i love you.
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