September 11, 2001

September 11

A plume of smoke, a furnace that’s stoked
And black hearted pirates descend
With evil plans, reviled by civilized man
Thought they'd spell America’s end
Yet their evil act, have failed to extract
The response they desired with the planes
Like a child with a toy, our resolve they’d destroy,
Now their memory is but an evil stain

Yet their evil begun, caused men to run
To seek shelter from this terrible deed
But before it had cleared, brave hearts appeared
And vowed to struggle till we suceed
But none can abate, this terrible weight
Their evil has cast on our broad backs
But courage leaped, into the breach
Determined to counter their attacks

Through that smoky veil, while sirens’ wail
The valiant rushed into the death pall
And no matter the threat, each felt a debt
To their neighbor as they answered the call
For on that day, from every walk and way
They streamed into those towers of straw
The wounded and hurt, lying still and inert
Were snatched from death’s gapping jaw

For weeks on end, they labored again
On the rubble that once was pristine
But now a cave, that contains the grave
Of three thousand who died on the scene
They worked day and night, in dark or light
For they wanted their brothers to be free
And paid the cost for those who were lost
Because with freedom there is no warranty