The Southpaw Spot

Since it would be fruitless to try and construct an original memorial to 9/11 that matches what has already been said by others more gifted with the language, I will borrow from what has been said by others, in a near close-to-perfect manner:

I give you the poetry of Bruce Springsteen:

My City of Ruins

This is a prayer for our fallen brothers and sisters.
There is a blood red circleon the cold dark groundand the rain is falling down
The church door's blown openI can hear the organ's song,but the congregation's gone
My city of ruins My city of ruins
Now the sweet bells of mercydrift through the evening trees,
young men on the cornerlike scattered leaves,
the boarded up windows,the empty streets
While my brother's down on his knees
My city of ruins My city of ruins
Come on, rise up!Come on, rise up!Come on, rise up!Come on, rise up!Come on, rise up!Come on, rise up!
Now's there's tears on the pillow,darlin' where we sleptand you took my heart when you left
Without your sweet kissmy soul is lost, my friend
Tell me how do I begin again?My city's in ruins
My city's in ruins
Now with these hands,with these hands,with these hands,I pray lord
With these hands,with these hands,I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands,with these hands,I pray for the faith, Lord
We pray for your love, LordWe pray for the lost, Lord
We pray for this world, LordWe pray for the strength, Lord
We pray for the strength, Lord
Come on Come on Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up Come on, rise up
Come on, rise up

Into the Fire

The sky was falling and streaked with blood
I heard you calling me, then you disappeared into the dust
Up the stairs, into the fireUp the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love bring us love
You gave your love to see, in fields of red and autumn brown
You gave your love to me and lay your young body down
Up the stairs, into the fire Up the stairs, into the fire
I need you near, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love bring us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love bring us love
It was dark, too dark to see, you held me in the light you gave
You lay your hand on me
Then walked into the darkness of your smoky grave
Up the stairs, into the fireUp the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love bring us love...
May your love bring us love

posted by The leftist southpaw @ 11:55 AM