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The following poem was written on the afternoon of 9-11. It relates to the sorrow and pain of our country losing loved ones in a senseless killing of innocence in the deaths of 2,973.
“Red, White and Blue” copyright 9-11-2001 John J. Rigo
Red, White and Blue are the colors before me on this day.
It will be a day remembered by numbers used to summon help.
Nine, One and One, bring only the recall of white dust,
rock, and twisted steel in a sea of sorrow.
Can these tears wash away the pain
that this day brings?
Tears shed for those we love and are no more.
I cry out for my Brothers and Sisters in the depth of pain
that befalls their hearts.
Could there be a greater sin,
then a day so dark?
I think not.
I pray for peace, comfort, and hope,
for the souls rejoined with my Lord this day.
Red, White and Blue,
I cling to thee for hope, peace,
and healing in Thee.
For Thou are the only One,
Who can bring sense to this gruesome day of pain.
…………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Personal Story: I was born and raised in New York City. My younger, and only brother, Richard Rigo of Smithtown, New York worked as a building engineer within blocks of ground zero. He commuted every day to his building in the city from Smithtown.
On the morning of the attacks, my concern was for his safety. Blessfully, he was on his way to work when the attacks began. He returned home safely.
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“‘Red, White and Blue,” A Poem, and Personal Story, Dedicated to 9-11″ copyright 9-11-2001 John J. Rigo, poem selection from “Rainbows Amidst Storms”
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courtesy of life.com
The following poem was written on the afternoon of 9-11. It relates to the sorrow and pain of our country losing loved ones in a senseless killing of innocence in the deaths of 2,973.
“Red, White and Blue” copyright 9-11-2001 John J. Rigo
Red, White and Blue are the colors before me on this day.
It will be a day remembered by numbers used to summon help.
Nine, One and One, bring only the recall of white dust,
rock, and twisted steel in a sea of sorrow.
Can these tears wash away the pain
that this day brings?
Tears shed for those we love and are no more.
I cry out for my Brothers and Sisters in the depth of pain
that befalls their hearts.
Could there be a greater sin,
then a day so dark?
I think not.
I pray for peace, comfort, and hope,
for the souls rejoined with my Lord this day.
Red, White and Blue,
I cling to thee for hope, peace,
and healing in Thee.
For Thou are the only One,
Who can bring sense to this gruesome day of pain.
…………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Personal Story: I was born and raised in New York City. My younger, and only brother, Richard Rigo of Smithtown, New York worked as a building engineer within blocks of ground zero. He commuted every day to his building in the city from Smithtown.
On the morning of the attacks, my concern was for his safety. Blessfully, he was on his way to work when the attacks began. He returned home safely.
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