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The Towers

The Towers By Franklin Price 9'13'2015 Two days and fourteen years ago the mighty towers fell. Their dust clouds rising loftily, signs of the coming hell. Many lost their lives that day, we still mourn them all, In that field in Pennsylvania and the Pentagonal wall. It was a day in infamy as in December forty-one. Both marking the beginning that future sad times had begun. The enemy in forty-one was easily defined; A foolish country did it, the enemy still comes to mind. The enemy of nine-one-one that brought the U.S. to a halt Was not a country we could find, fanatic terrorists at fault. No land for declaration, of the war that was to be, Only bomb exploding cowards; hiding out and hard to see. Forty-one and zero-one objectives were the same; Ending freedom for the masses, both were such a deadly game. Nine-one-one continues. It's with us still today. We have to band together to make it go away. Don't let our soldiers stand alone to protect this hallowed shore. Give them support and gratitude their protection is our core. Without them we each stand alone, our freedom then is done. If we don't stand as a nation, we only stand as one. We have a war, there is no doubt. It is now World War Three. The United States the loser; without the help of you and me. Not good to sacrifice our young; that's the way it's always been To secure freedom for ourselves, we have to do it once again. We are not the conquerors as others in the past; But conquerors of oppression to make our freedom last. Get rid of all the terrorists, our way of life to save, The war will not be over, 'til the last one's in the grave Countries that protect them, also our enemies. No monetary help for them, their assets we should freeze. If terrorist have taken over and that's the reason why, Ask unconditional surrender, or invade and make them die. It's the only thing they understand to make them go away If we are not now willing; then terrorists are here to stay. It will be our way of life to be in fear until we die, And the lives lost since the towers fell will have no reason why.

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