Freedoms Price
Bodies raining down
A nations heart ripped open
Savage flames assail
Tomorrows, lost in ashes
The blade of hate has spoken
The stain of 9/11 will be forever in our hearts. It was the day a vicious wound was inflicted on our nation. We staggered, but did not fall. We survived. We are America.
Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011
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