September 11, 2001

flames in the sky told the story a massive attack and thousands meet their end we live on a small blue orb suspended in space Yet, we still fight we still kill over different beliefs over different coloration Yes, the shadow fell on New York that day bitter tears for the dead bitter tears for many of those who survived mangled and distorted lives an unreal scene like so many others in history September, 11 2001 Eyes look up at the sun and moon where are the answers? Like the mighty ocean as it swallows up ships Our world was shattered Hope Hope Hope! must rise again and perhaps, then young eyes will see a bright dawn,instead of a blood red one