Ground Zero Poem by Ted Middleton
Ground Zero
One hundred stories up my Lord
One hundred stories down
The agony we feel my Lord
Destruction all around
We find it hard to breathe my Lord
Our grief so hard to bear
Ground zero cuts so deep O' Lord
Our losses buried there
Give us strength to do O' Lord
Those things we feel we must
Pray driven by our grief my Lord
Compassion makes us just
Our nation is in mourning Lord
Our freedom under threat
Our way of life forever changed
There's challenge to be met
And should we ever falter Lord
Or vary from your aim
Fortify us with your strength
And hallowed be thy name
from time to time and in different ways of annoyance and force, but
I, along with any other fair minded person could not help feeling
invasion and rejection of the terrorist attack upon New York the
other day. So angered, but with little option than to look on like
most others, I was overcome with emotion and shame of the actions of
some we have come to know simply as 'terrorists'.
I have never written a prayer type poem in my life, but somehow I
felt compelled to writing this, so strong was I driven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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