16 Hallowed Acres Memorial

Years have come
Years have also gone
Tears and pains are still on;
Memories fresh and vivid
And families still livid

Pains so real, yet a constant
Scars as reminders  of....
Of the 16 hallowed acres,
On the 11th of September 2001

16 bloodied acres of Manhattan
 estate, a memorial
The symbols of America under 
 siege
The heroics of men and women to
  the death 
World trade centre, never again 

World trade centre the stage
Where terrorism took front page
Announcing it's global age 
16 blood stained acres, hallowed.
Reminders of what has been,
Reminisces of what would have 
 been 
  (Written on 01/04/2015)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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