Remembering: A Tribute to 911
One tower hit, soon to be two
A beautiful day now tragic and askew.
The sirens ring, the towers fall,
The people scream and loved ones call.
Another plane down, another to go
What the hell is this? The world wants to know.
Fathers, mothers, children and friends,
Down in the ashes never to rise again.
The tears and sorrow are so hard to bear,
The result of man’s hand—so much desperation,
Even more despair.
Ten years later we look upon the scene,
We watch as unnamed heroes flash across the screen.
We’ve survived the evil, we’ve risen from the fall
A nation torn apart tries to make sense of it all.
Remembering the pain while continuing to move on,
An entire nation touched and striving to be strong.
The unborn children of ten years past,
have risen from the ashes, they’re healing from the blast.
The trauma of that day sits in our souls,
We remember the flag waving as it sits upon the pole.
I pray a fire’s started, a new burning flame,
A fire of nations healing, a fire that refuses to maim.
Remembering.
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