Oklahoma City Bombing Memorial Poem

On a beautiful spring day
evil came upon the street’s way
In a federal building where workers that worked for the government
Not a single person in that building did wrong to the man at his moment.

It took everyday fertilizer by the pounds times thousands
plus fuel and a truck to make concrete crumble and glass like diamonds.
Air howled, floors collapsed, and a great boom
A sound that was the start of a great gloom.

The crys came as soon as possible
while rescue workers made the scramble
that a love one maybe alive or dead
some were laying on the gravel bed.
Some were whole when found
Others wait for a small sound.

Miles away at a time of two hours
The villin was stopped by an officer’s powers
Even then, the officer did knew
what Oklahoma City was going through.
He did not know at the time
That children were singing a nursery rhyme
That was before the bomb from Hell
Exploded in front of their nursery shell.

A nation was stricken by this act
that an American did that.
He took the lives of men
as they wrote their pen
He took the lives of women
as they typed a meeting while they listen
He even took the lives of children
counting two that were unborn called him an adrian.

Now as I stood at the sight
where a building once took height
A cold wind came in
as it struck me like a pin.
I look at the empty chairs in the space
made me think of the song “Amazing Grace”
But as I looked upon the greatest survivor
I felt God’s strength for He is the provider
As I looked at the great tree that lived
I see that the leaves are all it gives
To show that beyond the sadness
it will be followed by healing and gladness