I've been shocked into submission these last few months...
Shocked by the world, shocked by all the hate..
Feeling no urge to even try to translate...
Shocked by the loose rattle in my head..
Shivering at the thought of so many dead..
Hero's and saviors thrown to the fray...
on morning of that frightful day...
I never thought the world would change in a day,
but it did and does so with every day that passes..
Dealing with the lost echo's of the crippled masses..
Loved ones lost, and unknown to be found..
while the world focus's on the pile of rubble...
This shock to think that once a pillar of wonder stood...
7 years of hard work and finally done America good..
A structure of mythical proportions and American might
that once competed with the full moon on a starry night..
All those tears lost, all those prayers answered by phone calls..
all those dreams, all those living loves of our lives..
Those hero's who risked it all, just for glory's sake..
and with that the soul evil actions can never take..
We've worked too hard to pass the hero's by..
for even the lowest of us angels can learn to fly..

12/18/2001

Posted on 12/18/2001
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