How the worst brought out our best

Nineteen years since 9/11
tore a hole within our soul.
Stole our sense of safety from us.
Left us reeling. Took a toll.
Changed the way we fly at airports.
Altered how we’re screened at games.
Made “Let’s roll!” a phrase we ponder
when they read a list of names.

Nineteen years since terror found us
on our knees and unified
as we prayed for God’s protection
and in grief for those who died.
As we prayed for those still missing
in the rubble on the ground.
As we grieved with grieving loved ones
when remains were finally found.

Nineteen years since blatant vengeance
joined us at the hip as one.
Blurred the lines that once divided.
Now united, fearing none.
One in cause and one in spirit.
Fueled by love of liberty.
Motivated by the lives of
those who died to make us free.

Nineteen years since 9/11
showed us how to be our best.
Showed us how we need each other
when we face a grueling test.
Showed us what our nation can be
if we fight a common foe
and how much we need to trust in
One from whom all blessings flow.