A Dreadful Day
Though in tears and torment…I have got a terrible tale to tell
About that dreadful day that our trade tower flared and fell;
Oh the pains felt by dreaded dads, mourning moms and the youth that yell
For they lost their loved ones to that horrible day…so hot as hell
If was an evil event that took flight, just like a flash
A violent man with his cruel aircraft turned the trade tower to a trash
I could hear the crash, the sirens and people crying in a bash
Even my humble hut in Africa felt the pain of this lethal lash
What a dreadful day was two thousand and one, nine, eleven
Who would have thought or trade tower could be crushed into a coven
That led kids and kings, kith and kin from various kindred to heaven
My prayer is that all those who lost their lives would find a safe haven
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