poems and essays on September 11, 2001
America (A Flag Bent but Not Broken)
Marten A. Mol
The American flag has been touched, although bent but not broken.
The world watched as the flag, the American people showed their strength
Hurt within, yet strong and united, love, mercy and justice not just a token
Resolve to lead, never to give up, hearts willing and spirits strong.
The American flag waiving in each hand, bent but not broken
A tear glistening along one's cheek, remembering, no one to be forgotten
Heroes that gave and heroes that died, people touched and people cried
Oh how those horrific hours stung our souls, yet bent but not broken
We stand beside the flag in strong resolve, bent but not broken
The American spirit shows its strength in unity , a gift from above
Remembering those that gave so much today and in ages past
God bless America, renewed in honor , justice and love
The fighting spirit awakened and moved by a terrorist hand
We watch, pray and sing along -- God Bless America -- together we stand
Oh how blessed we are as neighbors we watch and support
For this could be your finest hour -- bent but not broken.
We unite our hearts with a city as New York, bent but not broken
Take the time to mend your wounds for the world is there -- not just a token
A great city loved by many, a show that must go on
We love New York, slightly bent, but still strong
America, a flag bent but not broken, how proud we are
For you to look not only at home, but much further and far
God's speed my friend as you grasp and fight the sin
We are with you, through thick and thin.
originally posted at the WriteGallery on October 9, 2001
Poem © 2001 Marten A. Mol, all rights reserved
appears here by permission