Freedoms Price


Bodies raining down
A nations heart ripped open
Savage flames assail
Tomorrows, lost in ashes
The blade of hate has spoken

The stain of  9/11 will be forever in our hearts.  It was the day a vicious wound was inflicted on our nation.  We staggered, but did not fall.  We survived.  We are America.

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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