For the Victims and Their Loved Ones, it’s United We Stand – by: Nuala Molloy Moran

United We Stand 2001 pin NRMC

FOR THE VICTIMS AND THEIR LOVED ONES, IT’S UNITED WE STAND

 

I’m not just an American, my life was changed today,

I became a soldier, in my own special way.

 

I couldn’t stop the planes or the terrorists taking our flights,

I wasn’t there to comfort the poor victims’ screams and sights.

 

I wish I could have called out for the buildings to be cleared,

but I wasn’t in New York or Washington to comfort these people when they feared.

 

And when those brave souls on duty didn’t get home from work,

I didn’t see their families crying, shocked and hurt.

 

I didn’t go through the rubble, the fire or smoke to identify-

and didn’t know who was who or why they had to die.

 

But I’m not just an American, and my life was changed today,

I became a soldier in my own special way.

 

I put myself in their places but couldn’t imagine the strain.

I prayed for the victim’s souls and for their loved ones pain.

 

I listened to the tragic details, to numb to really feel,

then went out to give some blood to help the wounded heal.

 

I woke my son the next morning, only to hear him say,

“Nobody is going to school, Mom, they were scared away.”

 

I said, “You get up and go now, even if you’re the only one,

we’re not going to show fear, and no, they haven’t won.”

 

And as I put on my makeup, my clothes, and my working shoes,

a certain pride came over me, one I never knew.

 

On the way out the door I hung the flag at half mast,

put Red, White and Blue on the car and saw others’ flags that passed.

 

That certain message of liberty to fellow patriots we send,

symbolizing the freedom we earned and the freedom we will surely defend.

 

We prayed along with the nation with a request for God to save

this beautiful nation of ours and for bodies not yet in their graves.

 

Leaving work, emotions set in as I drove home in the rain.

The tears began to fall and I choked them back again.

 

Then the sun came out forming a rainbow in the sky,

God’s bright promise of hope helped me not to cry.

 

Later we lit a candle, and we prayed across this great land,

for the victims and their loved ones because it’s united we stand.

 

You see, we’re not just Americans, our lives were changed today,

we became soldiers in our own special way.

by:  Nuala Molloy Moran    c September 14, 2001

 

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Love Will Live On – by: Nuala Molloy Moran

photos by nuala0001

Love Will Live On

 

Glimpses of love in sight

Hopeful promises in the night

Where eyes meet souls touch

Miracles happen, fairytales and such

 

All over the world some only look away

They start to love, then give up, call it a day

Romance is lacking color, faded hues

No love songs being written, only blues

 

Don’t let me sing the last love song

Or say loving lyrics are dead and gone

When the heart finds the right words

I know the music of love can still be heard

 

No sign in the world, sea or sky

Can demand love to fall away or die

We can look around; find the love is still there

Outshining the tragedy and cold despair

 

Love will never fade away

No matter what some people say

Love will live among our darkest days

And through the pain I imagine…

 

…Glimpses of love in sight

Hopeful promises in the night

Where eyes meet souls touch

Miracles happen, fairytales and such

 

Don’t let me sing the last love song

Or say loving lyrics are dead and gone

When the heart finds the right words

I know the music of love can still be heard…

 

…Don’t let me sing the last love song

 

By:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 05/13/2008 (revised c 05/2009)

photo c Nuala Molloy Moran

 

This was a runner up for “Song of the Year Contest” 2009.

Later I turned this into a song with Newell Bate- Penny Danger

-Number #9:   https://pennydanger.bandcamp.com/album/demo-licious

 

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