If we build a field.. they will come...
My dad killed many people in WW2, he drove a tank.
He also drove his tank to pick up his girl frined for a date.
He rolled his wheels for war and peace.
He was a fireman...
If you build a field they will come...
They leveled the playing field....
Lets roll....
When the fireman died it felt like my Dad was dying over and over agian.
The war on terror is justice.
A field of dreams would be a good memorial.....
There is an appointed time..
A time to give birth a time to die, a time to kill and a time to heal,
A time to tear down a time to weep and a time 911.
Let dial it in....Let some body kick that ball to kingdom come..
Do it for Todd beamer for the fireman.
My boy has only played one season.. because he spend to much time trying to
win wars on the computer .H e lays around in agonizing anexty trying to ork out in his ind what has happened to our country. I try to get him to eat world peas and balognia.
Can you roll for peace and war?
A level playing feild is what I call home land security.
Get the ball rolling let roll.

Another fitting memorial is a guillitine at ground zero for the ole bib ladin noggin.

Our country tis of the sweet land of victotry :o :o :o :o

Very nice, Abbie! You have aded a wonderful poem to our site here, and now, I think it would be JUST great, if you would join us and become a member! We are a loving community, a close family, and we would love to have you with us!

Hope to see more of you here, and read more poems by you!

Love, Dara

I agrre with Dara Abbie! This was a very powerful poem and gave us a diffrent insight to the meaning of 9/11 You did a great justice posting this here as it gives us something to ponder about that horrific day I agree with your statements there is a time to die etc. Those were very powerful statemets! though it may be sad it is reality! wonderful job I look forward to you joining her as well! You have great insight and talent and I know you would find this place a warm and friendly place!
Thanks again
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