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Thoughts of New York
The ashes and the dust fall like snowflakes to the ground They seem to drift down gently not knowing where they're bound I think of all those souls scattered in all the debris In the ashes of destruction, their souls are finally free. I think of people jumping like from the pan into the fire People hand in hand, consumed by their desire Just a few seconds, until it all will end The thoughts that they had of making that final descend. All those tiny pieces of what is left of a dream The terror in their eyes as they faced the final scene The dust that settles down are their scattered souls Seeping into cracks, falling into holes. I wonder of life as the cloud of death surrounds Their voices all are silent, yet their spirit's still around. I wonder where the dream turned into a nightmare As I look at the destruction, of the future I am scared. Where once workers built they see nothing but destruction, They cut through twisted wreckage, what's left of their construction. I think of all the people that had to live through this hell Then I hope we learn some lesson, I hope we learn it well. There needs to be understanding that we're all not the same We need to find the answer, instead of assigning blame. I think of all those heroes, there were so many. As they look for survivors, hoping to find any. I wonder of the future what will all this bring I think of those lost souls as the bell begins to ring. People join together I hope we find a way? We need to remember yesterday, as we rebuild today.
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Book: Shattered Sighs