September 11 attacks

In memoriam 9/11

A tragic day struck the USA some years that seem far away.

I was studying English literature and suddenly heard  torture.

I made my way to the room to where the television was and I couldn´t believe my own vision. I had lived in New York  and I knew a lot of people from that part of the country´s core.

Didn´t register at first but then the second plane hit and the anchor said it best that an act of terrorism was the behest.

Weeks passed, I wondered, I called, I found, yes some relatives of people I knew had died laying somewhere but at the same time nowhere, to be found, and give them a proper burial as it should be sound, to do, for respect, for their aspect, for their families with their worries. Ashes to ashes they went down in a rain of flashes.

I found out two guys that I knew in highschool had joined the Marines.And these two guys one had a scholarship for baseball, was and  my guess is he is still quite an egg ball and the other one was a brainy always with his nose stuck in some book that sucked. Just two guys joining what? Finally managed to get hold of them, they laughed and talked in broad terms of what it was like to be one of those likes. I didn´t really comprehend much of what they wanted or where to pretend I couldn´t see any angle of that bend. Didn´t give it too much thought anyways.

For certain reasons my scholarship went out on a ship and I had to return to my country in no ship just with a bunch of shit. I was to leave that beautiful land,sweat and  rough as the beach sand.

I guess on some level it stuck with me that these two joined the armed forces, since I eventually ended up joining my own forces. That day a tragic day had changed life´s and it also changed mine although voluntarily I ended up in some screwed up land with a whole bunch of nasty sand.

Very few often we would run into some U.S Marines and I would wonder if it was one of the two guys I once knew to be true.

They really did the heavy lifting but we joked about them although secretly we did respect them, we respected their work sort of a writer trying to write better than another writer, having somewhat of a jealousy but loosely  having a healthy respect. For their work, we knew it, it was also our work but we where not ordered to do the heavy lifting like those Americans out there drifting.

A tragic day, thousands of families lay, tears dripping, hearts broken. But America was united, guess that´s why it´s called the United States.

They send their sons and daughters to far away lands to to put bad people down in those sands.

Most of these people, from my personal experience are proud to be part of that calling sound and do that job that´s sound. Most of them anyways, those who thought other ways what they where thinking when they joined that they were an NGO, the reality is that is a no.

Few heard and went to the calling of arms, joining their hands breaking bad peoples arms for a great country that has the right to bear arms and overall with a heart of gold.

A day to remember all those souls lost in an instance, snatched away, now it seems at a great distance.

And a day also to remember those who fought and fight and died for those victims and a day to remember the bastards who created that instance.

NEVER FORGET.

Specially how the world is today in disarray.

With a bunch of nut jobs posing a threat that we might regret if we forget.

Never forget the bastards out there that only have a bunch of despair.

Never forget the victims, and the military people that fought and died for that country of your starting in that town that finishes with York.

Seems like a long time since that first time, but people are still out there victims are still grieving as humans their are being with broken heart that have the real art.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses and for those from the U.S(and my country,since we are part of NATO and deployed to two screwed up countries at the behest of the United States and our own government) never forget and have no regret to terminate that threat and that young people for the most part will have to do that part and some of them never return do your part.

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