by: Terry S. Krepps
Burnt into the skyline the morning gave way
As New York City set into another day
Unlike others this day holds the fate
Of what the skies were holding deep in wait
Anticipation brought the day to a start
For what was in store would tear them apart
Fathers, mothers, sons and daughters
Brought together in an unknown slaughter
Without any warning the skies retreat
As unknown men are filled with deceit
To harm and dismember a Nation of peace
Giving their pride a boasting increase
Defenseless loved ones caught up in a fire
Desperately sought to retrieve with desire
Police and Firemen reach out in obligation
Giving of their own life without hesitation
The world watches on in total disbelief
As the tears now flow and their hearts feel grief
Many flea on foot while others are carried
Standing before the rubble where many are buried
Sirens sound out as they raise to the skies
The smoke cannot cover the deafening cries
A country invaded and scarred from within
The peace that we’ve held has now turned grim
Our hearts were reformed as we showed that we cared
As we all chipped in and faithfully shared
Some gave their money, their prayers and time
To bring each other through this horrendous crime
Old Glory is waving as we all salute
As victory stands in direct pursuit
With God as our victor our eyes hold a gleam
That we never can forget the American Dream
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