9-11

Screaming filled the horrified air
The most horrified sound came from above
The jets, the screaming, the daunt faces
As the crash of the once beautiful Twin Towers filled the air tears of anger and regret
made a river of sorrow
All of this in the eyes of a child
Just beginning to learn the ways of the world
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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