Towers
As the towers collapsed
and the crowds dispersed,
a rumble was heard
as a nation was cursed.
Death by the thousands
those cowards they hide,
We'll search the world over
both far and wide.
Then justice is served
as we watch them cry,
for God is the judge
his wrath be nigh.
Copyright 2001 Dianna Nutt
Clowns Of Steel
You worked all day with rebar and steel,
your back would ache, the pain was real
Many friends you had many jokes you told,
you worked in the heat, you worked in the cold.
A workin mans dream, was all that you had.
you struggled through life, you never were sad.
Then the day came, when the plant was shut down,
that was the day I saw the tears of a clown.
Copyright 2001 Dianna Nutt
Midst Of An End
In the midst of air we hear,
the sound of trumpets as they near.
On the day of our destruction,
the Lord shall bring his instruction.
We shall then begin to learn,
and his grace we strive to earn.
With our hearts we shall know,
which may wither and which shall grow.
We all shall witness the bitter end,
but rise and start a loving trend.
Be fearful not of what's to be,
know soon we shall once more be free.
Copyright 2001 Dianna Nutt
Streets Of Crime
The cries of pain in the city streets,
angers those who walk the beat.
They're the ones who see the grime,
in the streets of painful crime.
They fight for justice all their days,
to put the violent men away.
For the many in which they save,
we pray for you the ones so brave
Copyright 2001 Dianna Nutt
Prayer For Peace
Fear is spreading throughout our land,
the threat of mayhem is close at hand.
We must look to God for strength,
to intervene a shorter length.
For he knows our hearts despair,
and he also knows we care.
Be close to us our time of need,
we shall follow as you lead.
Peace is what we wish to seek,
in nations of the poor and meek.
Touch the ones whose hearts are cold,
and warm their hearts with what you've told
Copyright 2001 Dianna Nutt
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