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THE TOWERS

OPENING ITS TIRED EYES
A CITY AWAKENS SLOWLY
WITH A DAWN OF CRYSTAL BLUE SKIES
TOWERS GLISTEN IN REFLECTION
OF THE GOLDEN LIGHT

SUDDENLY DOWN THE RIVER OF DREAMS
A DREADFUL SHADOW ENTERS
HOVERING TOWARD ITS TARGET
SLAMMING IT WITH UNIMAGINABLE FORCE
THEN AGAIN

LIKE A PIERCING KNIFE INTO ITS SOUL
THE CITY FREEZES IN TIME
AS THE SHRILL OF SIRENS
CARRY THROUGH HER CANYONS

LIKE A WAILING CRY
SHE ALERTS THE WORLD
AN ACT THAT CANNOT BE ACCEPTED
PLAYS OVER AND OVER

BRAVE MEN AND WOMEN
ARE BECKONED TOWARD HER
THE TOWERS COMPROMISED NOW
STAND WOUNDED AND BROKEN

EXPELLING LIFE THEY STAND SADLY
AS PEOPLE SCURRY TO LEAVE HER
RESCUE WORKS ENTER
IMMINENT DISASTER AWAITS

THEIR FRAGILE FRAMES ARE DESTROYED
THEY HEAVE AND LET GO AN UNIMAGINABLE GASP
AS THE FLOORS BEGIN TO FAIL

AND FLOOR AFTER FLOOR FALLS
ONE STRIKING ANOTHER
PILING AND GATHERING FORCE
AS THEY PLUMMET TO THE GROUND

A DUST CLOUD OF ALL ITS LIFE
FOR A SHORT TIME GIVES THE
GHOSTLY SHADOW OF ITS MAJESTIC FIGURE
AND THEN THE WIND
USHERS IT AWAY
LIKE IT NEVER WAS!

Al Cerrato

SEPTEMBER DAY ELEVENTH DAY

Words and Music Copyrighted 2002 by Joseph D'Auria
Forest Hills, New York
718-544-0217

September Day, Eleventh Day it changed our world in America
September Day, Remembrance Day it changed our world in America

It was a day that we will always will remember
A day seemed blessed where all our hopes and dreams come true
But on that day it turned out not like any other
It changed the world that we all knew

September Day, Eleventh Day it changed our world in America
September Day, Remembrance Day it changed our world in America

From three short blocks away I witnessed what had happened
I watched in horror as it started to unfold
I stood in disbelief I could not have imagined
For terrorists to be so bold

September Day, Eleventh Day it changed our world in America
September Day, Remembrance Day it changed our world in America

I saw the heroes rushing to the burning towers
New York's Bravest, Finest, Port Authority Police
They sacrificed their lives to save so many others
We won't forget their bravery

September Day, Eleventh Day it changed our world in America
September Day, Remembrance Day it changed our world in America

Three thousand people died for no apparent reason
It was an evil act we'll never understand
It broke up families and the hurt will last forever
I pray for all of them each day

September Day, Eleventh Day it changed our world in America
September Day, Remembrance Day it changed our world in America

And since that day we've stood united as a country
We've shown the terrorists we won't lay down in fear
We will rebuild
We will not yield
We will not falter
We are the USA

We're America

We're America

We're America

We're America

We're America

Brother O'Brothers

The tones we must run
To help the real sick and the unfortunate ones
Into the fires run man run
for the life and property we protect as one
To all my good brothers as we stand as one
All must get out or maybe none
So I thank you my brothers for all you have done
When the tones go off run man run

BY David Giordano

WHERE WERE YOU


WHERE WERE YOU ON THE DAY FROM HELL
WHEN PLANES WERE HIJACKED, WHEN BUILDINGS FELL
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN LIVES WERE CHANGED
WHEN THE INNOCENT DIED FROM ACTS ARRANGED
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE TERRORISTS STRUCK
WHEN THE HOME OF THE FREE RAN OUT OF LUCK
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE WORLD STOOD STILL
WHEN YOU COULD NOT BELIEVE THE TERROR WAS REAL
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN FIRST BLOOD WAS DRAWN
WHEN OUR SECURITY WAS ALL BUT GONE
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN WAR WAS DECLARED
WHEN WE RESPONDED WITH OUR TEETH BARED
WHERE WERE YOU IN THE U.S.A.
WHEN WE ALL JOINED HANDS AND LEARNED TO PRAY
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN YOU WERE STUNNED
SEPTEMBER ELEVENTH, TWO-THOUSAND-ONE

By Richard J. Beck

Remembering 911


It was September 11, 2001,
A terrorist plane hit the Pentagon.
Another plane crashed in a field,
No one aboard that plane lived.
The World Trade Center Towers were also hit by planes,
As they came tumbling down they left many remains.
Some lost a mother, some a father,
Some a son, some a daughter.
Some a husband, some a wife,
Somany people lost their life.
Some lost a sister, some a brother,
Some even lost that significant other.
So many lives lost, oh what a waste,
Innocent lives lost that can never be replaced.
We can never forget the ones who died,
Those who made sure someone else stayed alive.
Their efforts should be applauded by all,
Those brave people who answered the call.
The ones who made their way to Ground Zero.
I consider them the true hero!

By: Rosie Pearl Smith

I will never forget


I will never forget the day my world came crashing down
How could we be so blind
I will never forget those screams
Those blood curdling screams
All those lives that were lost
All those days you'll never get back
I wont ever forget that silence...
As every one just stood there and watched
When all the laughter stopped
All of those family pictures that will never be the same
And that one phone call that now one wanted to answer
I will never forget those last few moments of life
We will never forget that September day

By Shelby Shives

I came into my class like any other day.
I did my work like any other day.
How was I to know, at such a young age, that so many would die?

By Rachel

I see your smile in a picture,
and all I can do is look.
For you are gone now, they took you away,
and all I can do is look.

I see the tears dripping down the faces,
and all I have is memory.
I feel pain inside of me,
and all I have is memory.

I wish it never happend,
but it is only a wish.
I wish I could be with you,
but it is only a wish.

Who was to know of the tragedy
bestowed upon us that day
Afraid to live,
Afraid to work,
Oh how he had them do his dirty work.
We know he did it-few have admitted it.
Nothing seems to have been done still we trust no-one
Which seems to be the bigger sin.
So don't forget to pray
each and every way and day.
And if you must go ahead and cry
hoping once for friendlier skies.

By Tracy Classon

One Shocking Day


Planes into buildings
and so many killings
so many people confused
and wondering just what to do

Such a shock
with what happened on that day
and we all just hoped for the best
with no sleep and rest
wishing why, is this memory in our past

Evertbody that was praying
was scared and hurt in so many of ways
why such a harsh day

We remember that 911 day and still pray
with the support of Americans
and the soldiers that is now fighting from that day
we still are in hope and pray.

By: Billy Bentley

The Day of Horror


Today an awful thing happened to us Americans
Lost loved ones and people to be remembered
Ever so shocked with what happenend
Planes into buildings and the killing of hundreds
No one knew what to do

The ones who got hurt the most
Were harmed in many ways
With that terrible day
Who knew such a bad thing
Could happen so fast
With memories to last

With all the support
That was needed at that time
It was rough and feelings to be hurt
Seeing so much pain and horror
It was a shame with what went on in those flames

I remember that day
My heart dropped and wondered so much
I was at school in the library
My friends and the U.S.
was all scared and depressed.

Submitted By Billy Bentley

On that eleventh September day
I saw the towers blazing with flames
I looked where the injured lay
Will the country ever be the same?

On that bright September day
We shed tears for those in the towers
Everyone stopped to pray
People are crying for ours and hours.

On that frightening September day
A proud country stood strong
I wish there was some other way
But the dreadful attacks still go on

On that unforgettable September day
People are dead and its hard to bear
I don't understand what they are trying to say
Why don't these attackers care?

On this hopeful September day
Five long years have past
With understanding we may
Make a peace which will last

By: Emily Cook

like a soldier of war, facing danger in many forms...
He suits up for the day's unseen battles...
Charging through the thick black smoke,
against the fier enemy that lurks inside...
He states..."its just my job..."

The captian shouts over the excitement, "watch that roof-top!"
ignoring the warnings, he leaps inside the inferno of flames...
calling out and listening for any signs of life...
the eerie sounds that haunt from within...
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ready to devour such a brave soul and still he states,
"it's just my job..."

the many lives he's saved, both young and old...
the hands he's held and reassured...
the tears he's shed, along with the graves visited for arriving too late...
the prayers he's lifted for the critically wounded...
the lessons he's taught of STOP-DROP & ROLL
with hundreds of little eyes upon him
and the hero's that's come from his lessons taught...
again he takes no glory... he merely says, "its just my job..."

a band of brothers... like no other...
rushed to that dreadful sight on that september day...
thinking of the many sacrifices to be make,
knowing they could count on one another...

one of the first thoughts to enter their minds...
"oh no, all of those people are trapped inside!"

they fought their way through the billowing smoke..
pulling people out left and right...
thinking not of the roof that would soon cave in,
or the many gruesome sights...

ignoring the sweat pouring down his face...
he kept on going without losing faith...

he faught and he fought 'til he could fight no more...
and suddenly the rooftop fell to the floor ...
as we all watched in disbelief,
as television cameras caught his grief...

he is one of many that will not be forgot...
he loved his nation and the people so much...
the first thing to enter his mind...
"i'd do it all again, it's just my job!"

By: kaci wolfe

TRIBUTE TO 9/11 VICTIMS


We banded as brothers,
as sisters, as mothers,
fathers, friends, lovers
on that tragic day we
call 9/11

The billowing smoke
filled our eyes, our minds,
every part of our souls
as New York's crown jewels
collapsed to the ground

Average joes sat in their seats
unbeknownst to the evil
that awaited them
They stood up united

Boeing 767-200 hit the
Pentagon,
killing anyone in its path

Thud after thud
People ran and ran,
for their lives, for
their sanity

Americans will
never forget this day
as our sons, our daughters,
friends, lovers,
mothers, fathers,
uncles, aunts,
grandparents
were innocently
killed

3,000 lives were
lost
Workers
Firemen
Policemen
Passengers
Plane Crew

Never forget
September 11, 2001

BY SARA LAMPEREZ

dedicated to the memory of the 3,000 innocent lives
lost on September 11, 2001

In the morning when the towers fell
I watched as men and women started to run
I listened as people started to yell
I saw that the lives of those who died drifted torwds the sun
I heard the siren of the fire trucks
they all seemed to flow together like bells

My son was on the 10th floor, he tried to help he risked his life
for others just as all the heroes. And for that I say God Bless.

Piper

In the End


In the End no one wins, the fights the lives
But no one survives, some may escape with a scar or two
But others will never come back, its true
So why do we bother, ever fighting back
We have the only thing thouse bombers had lacked
Our families, Pride and country
U.S.A had been ruined on that terrible day........

By Gabriella Cartwright

Today there are military jets flying high above,
Protecting our freedom and the land we love,
Take some time and say a prayer to remember,
That most horrific day in September,
So many loves ones lost and perished,
God, please give strength to the families they cherished,
For all the people who died, and those I have never met,
I pray you know that we will "Never Forget".

By Anna

THAT ONE SAD DAY


The smoke that ran from New York City
Traveled on to T.V.
The whole world got to see what happened
Luckily it didn't to me

I watched to see what would happen next
And I watch to know how come
But the nation will never be able to say
That the 11th was a happy day

If terrorists were aiming
for us to break down
then they have won
for we all frown

The tv shows all the flags being hung
And all the families morn longer
But what we can say is
Because of that day
Our nation is a little stronger

By: Mary Petras

Song


for all those who died
for all who suffered
people lost lives
and life got tougher
I wish i could
help you in every way
because today was not your day

the terror-ist........
on the planee
caused all the people
so much painnnnn

those innocent peopleeee
look what happened to themmm
I-i pray it wont happen...
never agaaaaaiiiiiinnnnn

People askkk
Why meeeee?
But listen up
It's easy to seee
No one
Could see it come
That dreaded day
People just wanna wish away
Where it hit
wish it would of missed
9/11 was the dayyyyy
so many people went away

for all those who died
for all who suffered
people lost lives
and life got tougher

By: Jessica Dupuy

America Remembers


On September 11th 2001, the Twin Towers, which once were the skyline of New York City, stood no more...
After being attacked unnecessarily by terrorists, thousands of innocent lives were lost, and my spirit for New York was lost in terror!
Bodies were flying from the towers with hopes to safely escape from this hateful act of terrorism. People running through the streets of Manhattan seeking a way out of the debris and smoke that had darkened the city...
As I watched and listened to the once known towers collapse, my heart fell with them, I was terrified for those people who witnessed the "Burial" of the symbol which stood for the people of New York City, Die!
I could visualize the pain and fear all those innocent victims were in, what were their last thoughts, what were their last words? How will the families survive without their loved ones that were lost in the towers that came down?
As if we hadn't suffered enough pain, these terrible terrorists try to attack the White House! In an act of heroism from our own, a plane detours to Pennsylvania and crashes, losing more innocent lives... Next, the Pentagon!
This is surely a day never to be forgotten, we will stand united. Like at Pearl Harbor, we wiped off our wounds and moved on, learning from our experiences. We stood tall and strong! We are AMERICANS!!!! We can not and will not let EVIL take over

Carmen Vogt 9-11-02

as I go to sleep each night
I dream about this horrible sight
these two planes come flying through
people are wondering what to do
now the towers come falling down
people are trapted under the ground
mass confusion is what we see
joining together is what will be
funerals continue, was this fate
this must be a product of their hate
many months later what will they see
a country that is truly free
tears from heaven and tears from hate
we will never forget 9-11 the date
although it is known as only ground zero
we will never forget out fallen heros

By Danielle Dickerson

Related to a Hero

What are heroes?
This is one question am proud to answer
The Heroes of nine eleven
Were the ones who risked their life
Who are they
Well there are
Policemen, Firemen, rescue workers, that's who they are
But why are they heroes?
That's another question I am proud to answer
They where the ones who rushed into the flames of ground zero
I am very sad to say though that
Hundreds of them never came back out,
But what here's?
Well they are the people who saving others,
And many of them died as heroes.
How come they had to die?
Well because they went into the burning twin towers
And try it save other people
And save those peoples families
From having such a lost
And the family of these heroes is proud to say
My husband, granddad, brother, sister, mom, dad
They are all heroes and I am proud to say I am
RELATED TO THEM

By: Mikayla Henning

THE CLOUDS THAT BLACKENED MANHATTAN


The red-bellied woodpeckers of Central Park...
woke up early to greet the friendly sun;
but unable to speak in the human voice:
they used their melodies to send us a message...
"There's sorrow in this warm September air,
summer is ending and fading out like a star;
from a short distance,tragedy will strike...
so unimaginable,but powerful enough
to shake everyone up with dismay and fright:
death is mocking life with its foul laugh!"

The clouds that blackened Manhattan,
haven't vanished in the drifting winds...
they are still there, unable to be forgotten
or quickly erased by grieving hearts;
many would have given their own life
to prevent all that from happening:
I stood helpless,astonished and breathless:
as the towers crumpled down with velocity...
to smite and smudge with atrocity!

The clouds that blackened Manhattan,
fully darkened everybody's heart...
whose disbelief was greater than a threat;
and whose pain made it swell and writhe,
until there was no room for animosity;
was revenge swifter than sympathy,
or was it discarded as intimidation?...
Never use force as a weapon for mortification!

The clouds that blackened Manhattan...
brought darkness on a great and fair Nation;
anyone counting the stars on its flag,
knows that they are intrepid...
unable to be separated
by those not sharing the same beliefs and fate!

© 2005 Andrew Crisci

9/11


Two towers stood tall
and then began to fall

People started to stare
at nothing that wasn't there

People were crying
while people were dying

Over 1000 people died
that shoudnt have lost there lives

Two towers stood tall
and then began to fall

By: paul layte

their hearts were cold
they thought they were doing good
courage for their country being bold
but i dont kno how they could
go and kill
all of them
it was a blood spill
but why but why but why
did they do what they did
we might never know
because like cowards they went and hid
all we can do is pray for
the lost and hope they are doing
fine at the pearly gates

when the towers fell i just cryed
when i heard the news i held my head up high
when i heard what happened i didn't say a thing
When i heard the news and went to school kids just laughed and thought it was funny
when i heard the news i knew what those people put us through
when i heard the news i wanted to be there and help people to
when i heard the news i was teriffied just by the sight
when i heard the news so many innocent people had die
when i heard the news i knew it was no lie
when i heard new i told myself these people that died are now in heave
when i heard the news i just wanted to know why

My father, running out, through that door to catch the subway,
That door that he dreaded going through.
With his spilling coffee in one hand,
And his paper stuffed briefcase in his other
My father, so caught up in this world,
Not wanting to be late
Only wanting to keep food on our table.
To think that this world which he had helped,
Would bring him down with such ease.
For what pain has he caused anyone
To earn a painful death?
My father, my hero

The Twin Towers


The towers are gone forever
No one knows why they did it
Everyone is gone forever
The families are sad devastated
Many people are missed
Many firefighters lost their life trying to help
Children praying that daddy will come home tonight
No one had a clue
People lifes where changed forever
Many died helping but died heroes
Many cried for their love ones
People climbed from the building
Watching the disaster on the news as the plane hit
The country was full of doubt
Innocent people died
All we can do now is pray
Americans will never forget what happened on that day

By: Michelle

Two amazing statues
Standing tall and strong
But one day terrorists attack them
And now they're entirely gone.

People angry
People sad
Ask anyone...
That day was bad.

Blue skies broken
With black smoggy air
People watching with disbelief
That day wasn't fair.

The two buildings
Razed to the ground
Not very pretty
That day was never found.

By: Tom Whiting

The Tragedy of 9-11


May this day be remembered in our hearts
Our Loved ones who suffered and died will always be in our thought
May this day to awaken our nation to reveal the truth of faith
For those who such act in this terrible crime of hate

May this day be the day we have ever cried into tears?
We will build our nation stronger with out any fears
May this day be the day we shall love one another
We will rebuild our nation stronger than ever

May this day be the day to remember our loved ones?
Who sacrificed their lives to save our nation-what is need to be done
May this day be the last for evil to destroy our homeland?
Our nation will be more secures and United as We Stand

By: Xay Vue Lor-Green Bay, WI

Todd's Poem


I awoke in the morning to the dog crying
at the foot of my bed like an old woman
in pain
The alarm blaring News Men talking I heard little at first
still grieving.death of my father, glaring, in my brain
Eyes open, ears hear
I turn on the box and see
Planes crashing, people falling, screaming
blackness, death.
The world is silent, stunned.
My little child turns to me
He is one year old today and walks his first steps
people brave, in the skies, crash a plane to save us,
to save him
I cry, I smile, confusion.
this beautiful child born on sept 11th
forever no longer his day.
The sikes full of rain, my little child walks today
A hero shares his name.


By Eva Bonnes

Our Fourth Autumn of Discontent

With-in the shadows of our discontent, we gather atop hallowed ground, in the chill of another Autumn's morning. Coaxed-up memories torn from out of our souls, bring tears, that trace another years life on our face. Between the shadows, a new days Sun shines it's light upon your souls, and our eyes begin to fill with a mirage of mirror-like-images.

Hope's essence fills a city's cleared glade, and reflected beams of fractured light begin to reveal your presence. As we keep the promise alive, we feel our sorrow fade. Suddenly, there from the shadows, you appear before us from a tunnel of time. We feel your love as you pass by, Oh look! It's that special smile of yours, I remember! It was the one you had given back, that very last time?

In those reflections of our mind and hearts, we see you standing there in that great golden lobby, and then look on as you take that wonderful ride, up to the top of the world. Look, there! Above us all, your flying high up in the clouds, and see, there you'd been holding anthers hand in kindness, as you gave comfort to those that had never flown before.

We roll ! Right there with you, and just as thunder fills the skies, your honor fills our hearts with ultimate sacrifices. Look there, we see you placing a child back into a Mother's arms, as you stand proudly in a warriors uniform. We yell out to you! No, please dont go back in, I beg you to stop! But, our pleads go gallantly unheard. You run back into those hellish flames and smoke once more, and with every year that passes, we grow weaker from calling your names.

Oh, how can it be that they are still here? Is it just our hearts needing and wanting them so much, or do we truly see them before us, glowing with-in your heavenly light? With eyes closed, an essence of your embrace fills the emptiness with-in, and together we mend united in our love. An overwhelming peace showers down upon us, as we see your powerful glow, illuminate any remaining shadow here upon your memorial. Brilliant colors and beautiful hues, cascade over this sacred square, and with our outstretched arms, we grasp onto that light, and those incredible colors, pulling and pulling you completly into our souls, to forever feel your presence with-in.

We surround ourselves in your memory, with-in the the sanctity of this hollowed ground. Hope brings our discontented hearts here every Autumn, no matter where we may be, to remember, those greater of us. We come to give you our love, and we come to honor your memory. We will continue to come and do these things for you, utill the end of days


© 2005 Prose by David C. Lessard ~ To Remember Those To Whom Had Fallen On September 11, 2001 This 4th Year Now Passed"

THROUGH THE MISTS OF EVIL, THERE IS HOPE

They walk through the valley of death, 
They walk in terror and fear.
They walk with tears in their eyes,
For they know that evil has been here.

They see the dust in the street, 
Their only thought is of home.
But the mists of evil cloud their way, 
And all they can do is roam.

Finally, a hand reaches out to them, 
It's as beautiful as can be.
It touches them on their weary shoulder, 
And leads them to the land of the free.

As they sit, they look back, 
Wondering how they will ever cope.
But this they know, deep in their heart, 
That even through the mists of evil, there is hope.
May God bless those who lost their lives on September 11, 2001
and their families.

By: Peter J. Henry

Jumping out of windows,
Running on top of cars,
Husbands losing their wives,
While others lost their lives.

Trying to call theur spouses,
Hoping that they're alright,
Children hoping and praying to God,
That daddy will come home tonight.

Watching the disaster on the news,
As the plane hits and destroys,
Buildings collapsing to the ground,
The country had no joys.

The firemen running inside,
While survivors were crawling out.
Seeing these bodies at peace,
The country was full of doubt.

Hoping that their friends survived,
Praying that they will be found,
Searching for the bodies of many,
Throughout ashes on the ground.

Terrorists had attacked us,
By hijacking a random plane.
The pilots cried for help,
But soon they would have no pain.

Innocent people died,
So now we could only pray,
That God will find an answer,
For this unexpected day.

Poem by: kevin

the white lily,
standing upright in the vase,
white as snow, and very pretty,
reflecting all the stars,

the woman looking up at the skies,
dreaming of the place up above,
tears rolling from her eyes,
because today she lost her true love,

this morning, before her husband left,
he gave her a white lily,
"good luck on your driving test",
then she put on his scarf to stop him from feeling chilly,

after the disaster took place,
she knew he was never coming back,
the shock hit her right in the face,
like being hit by a coal-filled sack,

"he is a star in heaven, for ever now,
my hero for ever, always in my heart,
i hope in heaven he's taking a bow,
because he's a hero for driving the firemans cart",

the white lily,
standing upright in the vase,
white as snow, and very pretty,
reflecting all the stars.

By: lauren davis

need to fly

They had wings we could'nt see.
They fly high with the eagles.
They feel no pain now,they are free now.
They are a freebird now,their wings are golden.
They are our heros and friends from heaven now.
They have lived on in our hearts and thoughts.
They will not beforgoten,nor will they be gone from our sights.They fly over us each day as angels.


By: Trisha

GONE
(A Tribute to the Twin Towers)


THEY were there when I woke up,
glistening in the sun.
sadly they would both collapse
before the day was done.

THEY were symbols of freedom and
strength for all to see.
My heart sank to my stomach when
I saw them on TV.

TOWER 1 was engulfed in flames
and we were all in shock.
Moments later terror struck
as TOWER 2 was rocked.

INSTANTLY heroes went to work
to see who they could save.
Their actions proved
that we are still the home of the
free and brave.

STRANGERS helping each other,
all with one thing in mind.
To get free from the inferno,
and leave no one behind.

OFTEN in times of trouble
people just fall apart.
But as the buildings crumbled
the city showed its heart.
The citizens came together
To show that they'll go on.

EVEN though when they look up
the Towers of hope are GONE.

Written By Norman J. Dove III

ON THAT DAY


It was a normal Tuesday, or
that's what we assumed.
None of us had a clue of
the evil and hatred that loomed.
We went to work and school
the usual carefree bunch;
Having no idea how our lives would be 
changed by lunch.

The first crash was an accident
or so we all had thought.
The second crash woke us up with
the reality it brought.

What kind of person would do such a 
thing?  We didn't have a clue.
Then...they hit the Pentagon and
our nightmares had come true.

In an instant thousands were killed
and thousands more were lost.
Unknowing victims just doing
their jobs, were forced to pay the cost.

People's lives were changed forever
as friends, and loved ones perished.
In mere moments, we lost the thing
that all Americans cherished.

Policemen, Firemen, rescue workers,
rushed into flames at Ground Zero.
Hundreds of them never came back out,
saving others, they died as heroes.

For years we felt we were as secure
as any country could be.
Sadly it took this tragedy for us to finally see.
Now we try to get back to normal,
whatever we think that is.
Bin Laden tried to end our world
but instead he ended his.

He obviously didn't know the strength 
that our country had possessed.
Now we seek Infinite Justice...
with this we are obsessed.

We are not alone in our quest.
Others have joined the fight.
Together we will stamp out
all evil in a show of might!

It won't be short, it may take years,
but in the end they'll pay.
Because...
Americans will never forget
what happened ON THAT DAY!

Written by Norman J. Dove, III

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