As the soot and dirt and ash rained down, we became one color. <br /> <br />As we carried each other down the stairs of the burning buildings, we became one class. <br /> <br />As we lit candles of waiting and hope, we became one generation. <br /> <br />As the firefighters and police officers fought their way into the inferno, we became one gender. <br /> <br />As we fell to our knees in prayer for strength, we became one...<br /><br />Laura Anne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-are-one-remembering-9-11/
