Friday, August 20, 2004

Tuesday Morning...

10:03 on a Tuesday morning
in the fall of an American dream
a man is doing what he knows is right
on flight 93

Loved his mom and he loved his dad
loved his home and he loved his man
but on that bloody Tuesday morning
he died and American

Now you cannot change this
You can't erase this
You can't pretend this is not the truth

Even though he could not marry
Or teach your children in our schools
Because who he wants to love
Is breaking your God's rules

He stood up on a Tuesday Morning
In the terror he was brave
And he made his choice and without a doubt
A hundred lives he must have saved

And the things you might take for granted
Your inalienable rights
Some might choose to deny him
Even though he gave his life

Can you live with yourself in the land of the free
And make him less of a hero than the other three
Well it might begin to change ya
In a field in Pennsylvania

Stand up America
Hear the bell now as it tolls
Wake up America
It's Tuesday Morning Let's roll

by Melissa Etheridge - in Memory of Mark Bingham, An American Hero.
http://www.markbingham.org/

Comments:
Exactly why I have a big problem with all the jive I hear out of man's mouth about a God's word, Nicster.I just think it's been twisted around by men for their own self serving reasons.They can, however, always seem to fool themselves with "knowing" what's right.And if heaven just happens to be the way some people say, I don't want any part of it.I'll ride that winnebagel straight into hell.
 
Fire up the Winnebagel dude, this time I got shotgun!
 
really liked this post...may i link you to my blogness?
 
why sure Esse!
 
Post a Comment

<< Home

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?