This poem was originally posted on Sept. 20th, however I understand that some have had difficulty accessing it. So I am posting it here in its full text.

September 11th, 2001. Manhattan, New York State, U.S.A.
"An Evil Deed"


To seek within our mind, within the depth of knowledge.
Through many years of experiences, over and over again.
Explanation for this dastardly act, that totally disregarded life.
We find ourselves searching for the proper words of expression.

A deed as cowardly as this, with total disregard for humanity,
can only be described as an act so evil in thought, so evil in
mind, so disturbing, that one does not even want to go there.
Yet go there we must, finding the words needed to express
ourselves we must, look into the very depths of horror we must.

We have seen the remnants of war, the bodies of the dead buried.
The limbless bodies of those who survived, the sightless eyes,
within a human body waiting to die, among these living dead,
are no heroes, just destroyed lives.We have walked among these
living dead. Felt the sorrow of wasted lives, yet even from their
battered selves, We have been given a light of hope, because of
their contribution to life.

There was reason there, they made us see, that life was worth
their sacrifice, from them, We found the strengths to go forward
into life again.

Those who perpetrated this horrific deed, even in the giving of
their lives, can only be looked upon as being from the very
depths of humanity. Let us not become like them. Let them carry
into eternity, the deed that is theirs. For they were dead, long
before their execution of this horrific deeed.

All of the innocent lives that were taken on this day, should
symbolize our freedom of choice, liberty, self determination,
for all human beings. Thus washing away the evil perpetrated
upon them, upon humanity this day.
GST;September 16th, 2001

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David
Life is great, do not waste it!