Del “Abe” Jones
THREE AND COUNTING
Of our “day of infamy”
Of battles against terror
And it’s war’s casualty.
Osama still on the roam
And the borders, we control (?)
Filling up with terrorists
Who come to thwart our goal.
Maybe, “we can win” the war
Or, “maybe we can’t”
Depends on who you talk to
Who’ll give you a different slant.
But, ask the friends and families
Of those who have already “lost”
And those who march in “harm’s way”
Who, really pays the “cost”?
The bureaucrats and diplomats
Tell us it’s all necessary
And that, this too, will pass.
But ask those who build the bombs
And blow themselves to “Kingdom Come”
Who think killing innocent people
Will take them to “Martyrdom”.
They have no respect for life
Or the consequence of actions
Using any means to an “end”
Of all non-Muslim factions.
Our Nation is sadly learning
What others already knew
That the terrorists will never quit
No matter what we do.
We’ve also learned a lesson
That we should have known
We must work with other Countries
Because we’ll never win, alone.
©Copyright September 7, 2004 by Del “Abe” Jones
FOUR YEARS AND A WEEK OR SO
A week and more of suffering
From another Enemy
After four years of Heartache
In this Land Of The Free.
The Towers and the Pentagon
And Heroes of that fateful Flight
The total lost as yet unknown
From those of the Gulf Shore’s plight.
In both, the hindsight twenty-twenty;
Unanswered questions asking: “Why?”
“Will the next time be much better”
“Will we have learned or even try?”
Will power struggles cost more lives?
Will they learn to communicate?
Or will it be the same old thing
As the bureaucrats seal our fate?
Nobody’s fault, but everybody’s
From the very bottom to the top
But using Human lives as pawns??
That really must come to a stop!
Some of us are very lucky
We watch the horrors from afar
We can go on with our lives
Never knowing, where those Victims are.
When just a little bit of planning
Could have saved some of those lost
There’s no excuses when prevention
Could be done at not near this cost.
If not for People helping People
And doing the task on their own
We would never see the Light
Where the American Spirit’s shone.
The politicians do their politics
And so-called leaders fight for turf
But, those with boots on the ground
Are the ones who show their worth.
We must have a true accounting
And not let those losses be in vain
We must fix whatever there is wrong
So this will never happen again.
While Osama still roams free
And with more Storms to come our way
Let’s all remember all those lost
Since that September Eleventh Day.
©Copyright September 10, 2005 by Del “Abe” Jones
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