Eileen Breedlove

THAT DAY

Our Beautiful United States Of America was suddenly raped, taken hostage and Declared War Upon in a sick and drastic way. For the horror of this crime upon our people I have no reason to forgive them. That is between the unforgivable terrorist and God. What God loves me for is my courage and strength to defend and protect everything that I live, love and stand for. I have no reason to turn my cheek when my Brothers and Sisters are murdered with no mercy and God would be mighty disappointed in me if I didn’t stand for what’s right and handle what’s wrong. Protect those I love at any cost. Anthony is missing in this present war with a wife and new baby and three year old kid waiting for his safe return… only naming one family out of over 5,000 Missing people… the families of the lives lost that are suffering as they are cleaning up total destruction caused by an inhumane action. God forgive those involved with this debt to pay because it is not a matter of forgiveness in my soul. I would give my life protecting those I love just as the Firemen, Law Enforcement Officers, and Veterans Of War are doing now; Electricians and Carpenters, Medical Staff and Cooks; Fathers, Mothers, sisters and brothers all suffering so painfully at this very moment. I do not know what lies ahead. At times I am very afraid and even wonder where God is… but then I see a Baby born or five beautiful men found under a mountain of destruction, alive. People helping people. It is those moments I feel God’s presence and believe in the end I will see His face regardless of what comes to pass. God bless us as we seek strength, courage, wisdom, guidance and soul power as we stand for what we believe. God have mercy upon us all.

Stay Safe

©Copyright September 16, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove

HANDS ACROSS THE WORLD

The sound of silence is deafening
As horror prevails our Nation.
A terrorist attack upon our country
Is a traumatic violation.

The fog of war rising to the Heavens
Leaving ashes and death behind
Is a rape of our security and freedom
Instantly changing our life and time?

Parents, children, brothers and sisters,
All suffering the wrath of hell.
With memories embedded so sharp within
On the day the towers fell.

Anger and fears, questions and tears
Waiting word from those we love.
Hope diminishes with smoldering flames;
Still silence in the skies above.

Emotions and opinions running rampant
Like a disease without healing or cure.
But rest assured the hour will come
A price will be paid for this murder.

Even though we each are uniquely different
With our lifestyles, beliefs and tradition
Part of us all died in the rumble
And together we will fight for freedom.

Securing the future for our children
And honoring the lives of those lost
As we join hands across the world
We will stand not fearing the cost.

With God Almighty leading the way
As we take pride in the battle we face
He will lead us through the darkness
As He strengthens our hope and faith.

©Copyright September 16, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove

THE BATTLEFIELD AT GROUND ZERO

An Army of people coming together
Sifting through the ashes and dust;
Weak and worn from total destruction
But still they do what they must.

Driven by fear, faith and hope
As they search for a sign of life
But the battleground shows no mercy
For shed tears, suffering and strife.

Faces of agony and voices of pain
Seeking answers from God above;
The painstaking feat of fighting the battle
In search of someone they love.

Another hour, another minute
On the battlefields of ground zero.
God bless each soul in the Army of people
For they are our country’s heroes.

©Copyright September 17, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove

BEYOND THE FLAMES

Within the flames of terrorism
And smoke of devastation;
Underneath tons of rubble
God blessed our mighty Nation.

Firemen who risked their life
In hopes of saving another
Were found alive and well
Beneath hell’s massive cover.

With unselfish courage and love for life
Facing evil eye to eye;
Three brave heroes took control
Changing the course of a high-jacked flight.

On a flight that was destined to tragedy
They gave the ultimate sacrifice
Standing up for what they believed
Saving a countless number of lives.

And then there was a baby born
To carry on a Father’s blood;
A blessing of God’s great miracle
Renewing faith, hope and love.

It doesn’t stop the sorrow and pain
As we weep for so many others;
Multitudes of Mothers and Fathers,
Children, Sisters and Brother’s.

But when we pray for a miracle
And God gives us a sign of life
Take time to praise His almighty name
For it will ease the suffering and strife.

©Copyright September 18, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove

OUT OF CONTROL

Stop what we’re doing in God’s mighty name
Have we all gone totally insane?

The evil involved at the World Trade Center
Has a price to be paid and to that I render.

But as I was listening to the news today
With tears in my eyes I began to pray.

Dear God of mercy and compassionate love
How could this be happening in a country I love?

All over America from New York to Houston
People are being murdered because of their origin.

How can some support fighting a terrorist attack
While in cold blood shoot another in the back?

With hate crimes running ramped and out of control
I fear for the destiny of our Country at whole.

©Copyright September 22, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove

Author’s Note: I thought twice about sending my writings for the day in fear of having my pen slapped right out of my hand!! But you are all my friends and family so I might as well send it and take what comes… these were MY thoughts!

CONFLICT

I expressed my feelings to a Veteran of War
Concerning hate crimes and things I deplore.

He’s a man with honorable values in life
Who would fight at all cost for his children and wife.

He doesn’t agree with hate crimes and killing
But the words he spoke of reality were chilling.

These were the words HE expressed to me…

FEELINGS OF ONE AMERICAN

Do you remember Pearl Harbor and what had to be done?
Japanese were gathered up, every single one.

This war is different from any other kind
There are terrorists among us with a plan in mind.

Will they soon get word from leaders of the Taliban
That now is the time to destroy our great land?

This plan has been thought through many years
By terrorists that show us no mercy or tears.

They’ve flooded our Country through the Canada border
And now they are causing destruction and horror.

Is the silent Moslem living across the street
Part of the terrorists’ evil fleet?

The born Americans are free to stay
No matter what origin from lands far away.

But gather up the immigrants and send them back
And that includes Afghanistan, Iran and Iraq.

And if they attempt to sneak back in
Bomb them over and over again.

Those that are dancing and burning our flag
Deserve no mercy from the U S of A.

Don’t send ground troops in risking their life
Put B52s and Napalms in flight.

I’d bomb constantly till they hand them over;
The bastards that caused the World Trade Center horror.

The fact is we are no longer free
And this is a disgrace to our country.

To fly our planes or walk on the street
Without fear of a terrorist or who we will meet.

Jobs have been lost and money taken
It’s time those responsible have a rude awakening.

They lurk in our schools and neighborhood
How do we know who’s bad and who’s good?

This may sound cold and cruel to you
But the welfare at stake is our Red, White and Blue.

Thoughts of a family man

©Copyright September 22, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove

FOREVER IN GOD’S HANDS

Do not weep as you sift through the rubble
Burdened with heartache and despair
For in harm’s way they were warriors
And our loved ones are no longer there.

Holding the weight of the world on their shoulders
Without even thinking twice;
They united their strength with our Father above
And saved many others lives.

When they knew their work was done
Through faith they just let go
Rising together into the Heavens
Far above evil’s flame and smoke.

So as you sift through ashes and dust
Seek comfort through God’s saving grace.
Our loved ones are forever in His hands
As they wait for us at Heaven’s gate.

Inspired by Jesus
Amen

Author’s Note: Dedicated to the Fire-fighters and Police Officers of New York City

JESUS WEPT

Jesus Wept

As He looked down from the universe
Into flames of evil’s terror
Hearing voices terrified and screaming
Oh God! Are you even there?

Jesus Wept

Seeing multitudes searching for answers
Crying, “How will we survive this day?”
He reached out in their time of need
And led them to their knees to pray.

And Jesus Wept

As He hung His head in disbelief
Reaching down with his merciful hand,
Giving courage and supernatural strength
To each unselfish Fireman.

Jesus Wept

While driven by love, hope and faith
As they suffered the nightmare at hand;
God led heroes through the heat of hell’s fury
As the whole world was joining hands.

And Jesus Wept

As He watched workers flee to their aid
With their boots on and hearts hanging low
With not even a thought of race, color or creed
Helping and holding each other to console

Jesus Wept

Overwhelmed by many sacrificing their life
So from destruction others could flee;
As He wept, Jesus took them to Heaven above
Tenderly laying them to rest at God’s feet.

VETERANS, THANK YOU!

Bin Laden said there will be many more high-jacked planes and there are a lot of Americans who would like to live but there are many young Taliban men that are willing to die.

God knows that is a fact. The terrorists think they are right on target but God is with our Soldiers and countries as we stand for what is humane and right. It may be impossible for me to be a brave Soldier who is willing to give the ultimate sacrifice in a foreign land. But I am a Soldier of God and if I have to die supporting our Soldiers of War by standing up for what I believe, then so be it.

It is a comfort knowing that there are Veterans of War that are in our homelands with knowledge and understanding to take care of us.

Thank you and job well done!
God be with us all…

Love,
Eileen