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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 9/11 Remembered A plane hit the tower On an early September morn Sitting at work in my chair My heart was completely torn Panic on the ground Planes in the sky Victims looking up to heaven Asking themselves why Then in another state and town A plane hits the ground Brought down by brave men Sadly no life could be found In the governing town of Washington The had an attack of their own Loss of life from this act At the time was unknown In a cloud of dust and steel The two towers came tumbling down I could hear it on the radio In my office no one made a sound How could this have happen? What kind of evil lives within? These terrorists with no heart Actually thoughts they could win In what was our darkest hour We found courage, compassion and love We committed to work together Guided by the good Lord up above We doctored the weak Buried the dead Listen to our leaders And believed in what they said We brought vengeance upon our attackers Chased then into the ground The lowest place on earth Where who’s left could be found This nation stuck together Each one working in one accord Donating time and money The most one could afford We risen from the ashes Should patriotism the terrorists feared Yet when we look back Our nation is in tears It was our worst hour, yet our best hours It showed what Americans are all about Proud, determined and resolute Heads high and standing stout Today I sit in that very same chair In my office down the hall I’m listening to the remembrance on the radio As a tear starts to fall
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