Who are these enemies you came to kill?
Whose businesses did you seek to destroy?
Whose lives' are shattered and emptied?
What face did you unleash your hatred on?
Under what race, under what creed or religion
Did you list the country you hate so much?
Doesn't America wear the face of the whole world?
Doesn't she represent every race, creed and color?
So who is the enemy you've come to kill?
Or the families you've cowardly devastated?
These are the faces of your brothers and sisters,
Your nephews and nieces, your cousins and in-laws
And your parents, grandparents and their friends,
Even your children, grandchildren and their friends;
You sought to bring fear and terror to this nation
But failed as your actions have brought unity instead,
A renewed hope and faith and trust, and pending justice
So while the victims' bodies lay buried in the rubble
Their hopes and dreams of a better future remain intact
And our God will never leave their families comfortless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem