Charles E. Preston

SEPTEMBER 911

Their ashes into dust flow freely;
their remains into the wind, the breezes
settling, becoming a part of us all
never having time to say goodbye
a nation mourns this terrible day;
one which will never be forgotten
one which will always be remembered

Those left behind… lives altered by grief
un-believing to what has happened
trying to cope with the reality… the terror
unable, un-accepting, the losses
of loved one’s now vanished from this life
undeserving of the fate given them
the hero’s who perished in bravery
saving those whose time not written

This just the beginning of a new war
terrorism against our Nation
an evil un-predictable… hard to defend
we will unite, we will stand together
and eventually. We will prevail

©Copyright September 11, 2001 by Charles E. Preston

SNOWING IN NEW YORK

Frozen tears falling from the sky
a whitening cover from those who died
white and pure… a beautiful glow
more than five thousand angels. freely flow
with Holidays near and sure to be missed
visible footsteps so clear… so crisp
one can hear the stepping sounds
feeling their presence all around
this moment brings a peaceful silence
soothing the souls… closing out past violence
still standing free… feeling the pride
knowing all who perished. are still at our side
feeling a chill from an angels touch
their way of saying… they miss you so much
as the skies grow whiter… winds start to blow
we say to ourselves… let it snow… let it snow

©Copyright November 1, 2001 by Charles E. Preston

WANTED!!

You Bastard!!
What have you done?
murdered the innocent
your day will come
running and hiding
a coward’s cowardly act
your days numbered
and that’s a fact
death would be to kind
you must feel the pain
inflicted to the innocent
feeling their grief in your every vein
you have caused suffering
upon your own
as they must now leave
the rubble of their homes
a man you are not
much, much less;
in your eternity
there will be no rest

©Copyright November 2001 by Charles E. Preston

THE DAY THAT JESUS WEPT

Jesus Weeps The heavens filled with smoke
signs of evil from below
man destroying man
a devastating toll

God’s children have been taken
long before their prime
senseless acts of violence
for reasons hard to find

The angels watched in horror
as the devil cast lives into the wind.
Exploding glass and fire from hell
crumbled the mighty twins

Tears fell upon the streets of Glory
As upward the black smoke swept.
The innocent rose to meet the Lord
yet on this day even Jesus wept

With outstretched arms He took them in
their bodies were battered and bruised.
And Jesus wiped away their tears;
in an instant their souls renewed

“Why dear Lord?” they asked of Him.
“How could this have come to pass?
So many lives, so many friends
consumed within the blast.”

Your souls are now in heaven.
Empty shells remain below.
There is no end to earthly violence
but here are the streets of gold.