Horror From the Skies
When our own planes were commandeered
And used against our own,
Three thousand good folks met their deaths
On that first day alone.
These fathers, mothers, husbands, wives
Were innocent of wrong.
We watched in horror as they died
And had reactions strong.
Attacks on these United States
Cannot go unavenged.
Decade of war and villain's death,
We now feel we've revenged.
Our way of life was tipsy-turned,
In ways we couldn't know
On that horrendous, deadly day
Eleven years ago.
January 12, 2013
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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