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Author Unknown
to me unfortunately as I
received this thru an email
Thank You "Bob
MS"
If you know please let me
know
TWO
THOUSAND ONE, NINE ELEVEN!
Two thousand one,
nine eleven,
Five thousand plus arrive in
heaven.
As they pass through the gate,
Thousands more appear in wait.
A
bearded man with stovepipe hat,
Steps forward
saying, "Lets sit, lets chat".
They settle
down in seats of clouds,
A man named Martin
shouts out proud,
"I have a dream!" and once
he did,
The Newcomer said, "Your dream still
lives."
Groups of soldiers in blue and
gray,
Others in khaki, and green then say,
"We're from Bull Run, Yorktown, the Maine",
The Newcomer said, "You
died not in vain."
From a man on sticks one could hear,
"The only thing we have to fear."
The
Newcomer said, "We know the rest,
trust us
sir, we've passed that test."
"Courage
doesn't hide in caves,
You can't bury freedom,
in a grave,"
The Newcomers had heard this
voice before,
A distinct Yankees twang from
Hyannisport shores.
A silence
fell within the mist,
Somehow the Newcomer
knew that this
Meant time had come for her to
say,
What was in the hearts of the
five thousand plus that day.
"Back on Earth, we wrote reports,
Watched our children play in sports.
Worked our gardens, sang our songs,
Went
to church and clipped coupons.
We smiled,
we laughed, we cried, we fought;
Unlike you,
great we're not."
The tall man in the
stovepipe hat
Stood and said, "don't talk like
that!
Look at your country, look and see,
You died for freedom, just like me."
Then, before them all appeared a scene,
Of rubbled streets and twisted beams.
Death, destruction, smoke and dust,
And
people working just 'cause they must.
Hauling ash, lifting stones,
Knee deep
in hell, but not alone.
"Look! Blackman,
Whiteman, Brownman,
Yellowman, Side by side
helping
their fellow man!"
So said Martin,
as he watched the scene,
"Even from nightmares, can be
born a dream."
Down below three firemen raised,
The colors high into ashen haze.
The
soldiers above had seen it before,
On Iwo Jima
back in '44.
The man on sticks studied
everything closely,
Then shared his
perceptions on what he saw mostly.
"I see
pain, I see tears,
I see sorrow - but I don't
see fear."
"You left behind husbands and
wives,
Daughters and sons and so many lives,
are suffering now because of this wrong,
But look very closely. You're not really gone.
All of those people, even those who've
never met you,
All of their lives, they'll never
forget you.
Don't you see what has happened?
Don't you see what you've done?
You've brought them together,
together as one.
With that the man in the
stovepipe hat said,
"Take my hand," and from
there he led;
Five thousand plus heroes,
Newcomers to heaven,
On this day,
 
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