It has been sixteen years
Since that dark day
Our nation was under attack
Total chaos in every way
Nothing but pure frustration
Along with sullen moments
And mass confusion
Uncertainty surrounded us
As buildings fell down
Corruption reared its ugly head
Nothing but cacophonous sounds
Some people fought courageously
But sadly, still lost their lives
Grief, pain, sorrow, and anguish
Appeared right before our very eyes
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Author:
The Brooklyn Six Project™ (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 11th, 2017 23:21
- Category: Sad
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