September Mourn

To all who lost their precious lives on the day that changed America:

We will NEVER forget you!

We WILL avenge you!

You were killed in an act of war. In the spirit of In Flanders Fields we will not break faith with you have died, but will prevail against the foe so you may sleep in your own "Flanders Fields". Requiescant in pace, my fellow Americans; your killers won't.


"In Flanders Fields", by Lt. Col. John McCrae, Canadian Army, WWI

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We will not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.