Black Ashes

Two towers standing tall
Black Ashes begin to fall
Planes flying in the air
Wings coming to a flare

Treasured places of society
Races of all variety
Faster than the speed of light
Out of unordinary sight

Firemen scattered everywhere
An event oh so rare
unknown reactions of all
Who's going to receive that call

Fear, confusion and sadness.
Terrorist with uncertain happiness
no more towers high above
what happened to all the love

People dying for their country
Who will admit were not so free
A wound too big to ever close
A grave with a single rose