A little more than 20 years ago, I was away from home for the first time, participating in the Disney College Program. My roommates and I witnessed planes crashing into our nation's sense of security. I immediately called my mom. It was eerily quiet and mournful on that day. Disney closed down and was reported as a possible next target. Lost and taken aback by the tragedy, I worked to express my emotions in a poem. I still feel it in my bones, the pain from being reminded again and again that some are willing to cause mass harm to push their agenda.
A Fine Day To Cry
- By Crystal Hampton Hines
Buildings come crashing down,
a silent September mourn.
Awaken to the somber sounds
of friends passing the news.
Twisting thoughts and morals seem
to be spinning us insane.
The scene like a waking dream,
a haunting darkness laying claim.
A fine day of national crying,
freedom falling from our tears.
Millions of questions form one word,
God give us the strength to live.