Innocent people went to work
From CEO to office clerk
Mothers, fathers, husbands, wives
Regular people, regular lives
A sunny Tuesday, early morn
We were attacked without warn
Silver missiles, people inside
Hit their marks, our nation cried
As smoke and fire filled the street
The calls would bring New York’s elite
They rushed to help, to death condemned
New York Police and Firemen
Into the injured giants they rushed
Never knowing the lives they touched
They searched for all who could be saved
In the horror that they braved
Ash and paper fell like snow
People jumped, nowhere to go
Then as a dream each tower did fall
And covered our land with a dusty pall
Through blinding smoke and bloodshot eyes
We searched for towers in the sky
Burning rubble where they once did stand
Became a different symbol of our land
It felt as if time eternal stood still
As we stared up at the burning hill
As mental fog began to fade
Hard decisions would now be made
Digging with hands, with luck a tool
What did we do for a fate so cruel
Mixed in the rising smoke toward heaven
Were the innocent souls of 9/11
So many people with a vacant stare
Lucky to just have dust covered hair
And all the others with mouths agape
Shocked at the randomness of their escape
Doctors and nurses stare but don’t talk
With stretchers for those unable to walk
It hits them hard as they stand on the pave
These angels would have no one to save
With loving reverence, we searched to find
Something to give a little piece of mind
To all of those who lost a love
And must accept they now live above
The pile shrank as time went by
Smoke no longer filled the sky
We said goodbye to those we lost
Then came to find another cost
We didn’t just lose those taken that day
We soon learned of another way
That death would come for so many more
Victims of an invisible war
Decades since the towers fell
And turned New York into a hell
New sicknesses to face, we learn
Make many, sadly, wait their turn
Looking back, we did our best
An awful time, but we were blessed
To be a part of Gods plan
To help protect our fellow man
As we remember that awful day
We often cry, and often pray
That love prevails and healing starts
Since the day that broke our hearts
Comments2
My sympathy. Innocent people die in war.
This is a deeply touching tribute right from the horses mouth, incredible even to believe all these.years later. Nothing but respect and deep regret for what happened that day. ❤️
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