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"A Hero Lies In You", recorded by Mariah Carey,
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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 tall bearded man,
wearing a stovepipe hat
steps forward and greets them,
Then says, "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."
A man with a twang from New England shores
Then proclaimed in a voice they had all heard before
"Courage like yours does not hide in caves
You can't bury freedom in a grave."
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 ruined streets and
twisted beams
Death, destruction, rubble and dust
And people working just
'cause they must
Hauling ash, lifting
stones,
Knee deep in hell
But not alone
"Look! Blackman,
Whiteman, Brownman, and Yellow
Side by side helping their
fellow!"
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 you've not met,
All of their lives, they'll
never forget
Don't you see what has
happened?
Don't you see what you've
done?
You've brought them
together, together as one.
The man named Abe stood and said
"Welcome my friends,"
and from there he led,
five thousand plus heroes,
Newcomers to heaven
On this day of our Lord, two
thousand one nine eleven.
Author:
Paul Spreadbury©2001
Thank you, Paul, for sharing this wonderful
poem.
You may contact the author at beesboy@earthlink.net
“Terrorist
attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings,
but they cannot touch the foundation of America. These acts
shatter steel, but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve.
America was targeted for attack because we're the brightest beacon
for freedom and opportunity in the world.
And no one will keep that light from shining.”
President George W. Bush
 
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