The Day America Stood Still

September eleventh, two thousand and one
A day now infamous to our United front
It was a pieceful morning, much like the day before
The birds were flying high as the sun blinded USA"S shores
New York City, a place known all to well
Would in a matter of hours turn in to a literal hell
Eight o'clock is the time this tragic day would begin
Leaving an everlasting impression on the world agian
Four planes would take off as moment now pass
Destinations known only to Pilot and passengers as time now
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It was a morning like no other, no cloud in the sky
Peolple laughing and carrying on, unaware of those about to die
The ride was smooth. no turbulance was to be felt
Soon enough this was about to be changed, leaving a hand of
Ace's no one would like to be dealt
Kids were in school, moms and dads at work
When the sound of a jet flew at sound barriers quirk
A sound of thousands of lightning bolts hit near by
When the Devils could be heard and you could see the look
in his eye

Panic and chaos filled all streets
Emotions erupt as every heart stops for one beat
Clouds of dust fill the lush blue sky
While many still are in shock not blinking one eye
How could this happen, was a glithe in the plane
How many where dead, how many were slain
Seconds seem to pass before another plane hits
The two towers known by the world would slowely slip
Screams and pandimonum work through the streets
Like water from the Nile it slowely seeps


Ashes piling now all over Manhtten's roads
Metal screaching, ready to snap like the stem of a Rose
Flames now are gushing through open windows from above
While Men and Women jump, sending their kids their untimely love
Eight fourty five, all trucks have been summounded
To fight fire with water as one tower plumits
If not in shock, you are now, for the next few days would be to
account for the missing as the counting starts in the hundreds
that cannot be found

The water hits the blaze of fire with such a powerful force
For one tower is down, with no expectation of the second
to be worst
But as they say do to await as the calm is just the beginning
of the storm
As the second tower now plunders hiiting hard on concrete floors
Not far from the tragic fall, two planes still remain. one heading
for the Pentagon, the other The White House's way
With no time to spare, evacuations where ordered
Too late was it for The Pentagon, hundreds more where murdered

With one plane left flying free in the sky, a gruop
of unknown heros sacrificed their lives
Curageous this was as more could have been slain
A trip to heaven these few went as the tyrants fell in hell's vein
With only one day after such a horrific even of death and devastation
Congress declared war and Homeland invasion
No one does this to the land of the free
As Carma is a force to reckon with as our liberty will one day
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