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September 11th Poem

Though a normal September morning is what it seemed
On the other side of America
The cities were filled with screams
Screams of horror and angst,
Of sorrow and pain
All this I can feel, uncomfortably, through my television screen

Twisted metal, screams of fate
How could this be the product of so much hate?
As a nation our eyes will rise towards the heavens
For a divine answer
That will cool the burning beats of our hearts
That flow softly through our eyes

Bewildered we ask,
How can this be?
Our America, the Land of the Free,
Raped and invaded
Like the millions of crystalline tears that shattered
When our hearts stopped beating at the terror that fell at our knees

What blinding matter
Caused all this fear
That you had to take the lives of innocents
Without shedding a single tear?

We will call you monsters
We will call you vile
For all the pain you caused
It wasn't worthwhile

The buildings you demolished will be built again
The holes you put in our hearts will never cease to end
You think you have won, well think again
For you forgot one thing...

This is America
The Land of the Free
The Land that you thought was so helpless and weak
This is the Land that our forefathers made
The land who's freedom you'd bet lives to trade
For your own benefit

In the Name of Allah you praise
Is he the one that placed you on this bloody craze?
For the love of Man
You attempted destroy our way our way of life
With love like that, who has time for strife?

 

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