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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The red-bellied woodpeckers and wood thrushes of Central Park ... hanging in majestic oaks and shady dogwood trees, woke up early to greet the glowing sun from the East, and unable to speak in the human voice... they used their melodies to send us this message, "There's sorrow lingering in the September warm air; summer is ending and fading out like a distant star; from a short distance tragedy will strike to shake everyone up with horrendous fright... death mocks life with a foul laugh!" When peace dominated over the still and peaceful New York Harbor, Manhattan found itself under clouds of debris and dust and the stifling,black smoke could be seen from each County... to dispel the wrong assumption that it was the safest city!... And this act of terror stirred up much contention to have struck it so unvaliantly! Manhattan under dusty clouds, never before we heard anguish in voices... as fighfighters raised the American flag on a pile of smoking rubble: they were so courageous and didn't tremble... what was so pretty,looked so sad! Those swelling and blacks clouds haven't vanished yet in the drifting winds, they are stil rising... unable to be forgotten and many would have given their own lives to prevent all that from happening! We silently stood there so helpless, crying and praying even for the strangers who couldn't fight the smoke and flames and live to tell their story, which others will write for their country to be read aloud, but many will relive that tragedy! Manhattan under dusty clouds, the greatest city under siege... putting away its prestige, but calling out to the Nation not to resist the deed of mortification and become vulnerable to more attacks! Manhattan under dusty clouds in a month when daffodils and lilacs made it beautiful...waving in grassy meadows, forcing the broken spirit to leave that spendid Paradise and face a crude reality and weep! Manhattan under dusty clouds, but the flag still waves with pride, and anyone counting its stars knows that they are intrepid... truly inseparable by those sharing the same fate and beliefs!
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