+9/11+

I wrote this back in 2006, so it's a REALLY OLD POEM.

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The sky fills with smoke,

it's really hard to see.

I can hear people scream,

but it's not happening to me.

The television is what I watch,

the smoke is all around.

Then two planes crash into them,

the World Trade Centers fall down.

Tons of people are screaming,

The reporter is so afraid.

The horrors that are going on,

from our minds will never fade.

"Look! Another one just hit!"

Shouted someone from the crowd.

Then giant puffs of fire and smoke

turned into a giant, black cloud.

As these horrors were going on,

what we didn't know,

was that another plane was heading for the Pentagon!

But later, that image would show.

All of this horribleness would take so long to heal,

and that any of this could ever happen... it just didn't seem real!

But at last, a few people heard what was going on,

and decided to stop it.

United Flight 93, into the ground is where it hit.

Those people were true heroes,

for the risks that went their way!

Forever we will remember them,

and that tragic day.

They thought they could change us,

they thought that America would back down!

But they were wrong!

America has changed forever, but they've only made us strong!