| Dedicated to the men, women, and children who lost their lives, sacrificed their lives, and to the heros that responded to 9-11. |
| A Tuesday morning everyone as busy as can be, people going to work, people like you and me. Everything seemed normal, on air and ground, until the world heard a sickening sound. A nation is wounded, as twins fall to the floor, thousands of lives that exist no more. They fell in a thundering crash, New York City covered in ash. The smoke and ash filled the air, All we could do was watch and stare. Three more crashed shake a nation under attack, the shock and fear spreads over a world gone black. The world looked on in disbelief, what can be said to cure the grief. Thousands dead, thousands mourn, Under the grey skies of a world so torn. Insane people in a world so sane, hurting and killing, dying in vain. All those dead and all in vain, we wonder, will things ever be the same. Again our world is split, not unified, still America stands tall and dignified. Many tears will fall in days to come, until we know justice has been done. So many innocent people died in pain, Thier memories will forever remain. |
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