Nancy L. Meek

I BELIEVED

I saw our son come into being
and I believed
in the precious miracle I was seeing

I watched him grow into a man
and I believed
in a hopeful future, and a better plan

I wept Sept 11 when I heard the news
and I believed
in our leaders and the rescue crews

I bled inside as he fell to his death
and I believed
in praying hard, and held my breath

I cried when I spied his name on the list
and I believed
in the power of hate, and clenched my fist

I clung to God’s words written in red
and I believed
in His vengeance, and bowed my head