September 11th Poem by Gary Halsey Sr.

To Those That Died On That Fateful Day

Where were you,
on this fateful day,
When hell showed up,
and took them away.

The Twin Towers,
is what I’m talking about,
The most wicked disaster,
without a doubt.

Thousands of people,
were lost that day,
In the most gruesome,
devastating way.

Planes dove into those,
two massive towers,
What would only be minutes,
turned into hours.

For those responsible,
God would know,
And in the end,
he will show,

That murdering thousands,
is not the answer,
But the hatred that this represents,
Is a menacing cancer.

It’s got to stop,
this is so true,
Is war and more killing,
the right thing to do?

I’m not so sure,
that is the answer,
Cause if we kill thousands,
Are we spreading the same Cancer?

Ask yourself what God would do,
If you look at the bible,
you’ll find the clue.

Thou shall not kill,
is the definitive answer.
To stop the spreading,
of this devastating cancer.

Let’s pray for the loved ones,
that we have lost,
Don’t let their death’s go in vain,
Keep this in mind, at all cost.

Let’s end this Cancer,
that’s cause’s so much pain,
For in death and war,
there is nothing to gain!


by Gary W. Halsey Sr.

Author's Comments:
'My heart goes out to all the families of those that perished. God Be with you all.'