Some Don'T
On that September day we watched in horror,
how do we plan for a new tomorrow.
Planes used as weapons to destroy and kill,
many thought, this is not real.
Loved ones gone to be seen no more,
pain so deep it hurts to our core.
A nation that never expected this,
we gritted our teeth and made a fist.
One little slip is all it took,
the truth was there if someone had looked.
Love, Hope, and Peace is what we all want,
but we must remember there are some that don't.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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