An Unending Fight

Although I was born into a time of relative peace while Americans had to toil,

I was never aware of the amount of time that was left,

Before the ultimate incursion on American soil.

It was a day that would live in utter turpitude,

A day that led the United States toward the arduous fight,

To rectify those who were forever taken in disquietude.

It has been eighteen years since that detestable act,

That bound the United States in an unbreakable pact.

We live in a new era, an era that was brought compulsively,

Moving forward now, we must fight the impulsivity.

It has taken me time to see,

Those troops my age, who fought for me to be free.

I see today, the selfless acts committed by our most devine,

And cannot help to say, that I must not have been the only one,

Who had yet to come to the realization, that their lives are on the line.

I find today that there are no better family, than that of the Americans,

Who sacrifice their lives everyday in protection of our liberties,

As we move forward, eighteen years later, to remembers our fellow Americans.