It’s nine eleven, twenty years, a somber anniversary
We mourn three thousand killed that day and pray in solemn memory
For first responders who, with risk, brave searched for those who did survive
And for the families of the dead – whose memories keep them alive
Our people, north, south, east and west, united in their sense of grief
Transcending race, transcending creed, transcending red or blue beliefs
That’s rare to see this day and age. We are a country cleaved in two
Republicans and Democrats with separate truths, with separate views
As such I find it interesting that foreign terror on our shores
Caused such a sense of dread and fear; enough to launch a couple wars
While COVID-19 variants kill thirty hundred each two days
And people yawn; go on their way; in passing, “it’s too bad”, they say
A third the country’s hopping mad; they’re spoiling to put a fight
Against mandating masks to wear. It violates their freedom rights
And, too, against the COVID shots. “To hell with their community”
“The virus is a farce.”, they say, “Shots won’t produce immunity.”
But if a missile crossed the seas and landed down in Arkansas
With COVID viruses it filled the atmosphere both near and far
I’m sure the country would unite to fight the virus tooth and nail
They’d all don masks and get their shots. They’d win this war! They wouldn’t fail!
9/11/2022
