Christine Taylor Greene
by William Marino
Christina Taylor Green
PTSD Poetry by Liam Marino
On September 11 2001.
A child named Christina was born.
Not aware of what had been done,
On that beautiful late summer morning.
She had a full plate from which she ate.
She didn't waste time or any space.
She will live forever in her own hall of fame.
The world will never forget her name.
Perhaps America will heed what she said,
On September 11 2010, to her dad sleeping in bed,
Just before she was shot dead.
Perhaps she was speaking to America instead:
"Daddy It's time to wake up".