Soon my brother will be back in the land from...
He will be away from that horrible place we call...
By:Dustin Shoopman
I have just made it, in the constrict of time...
At 8:46 am a plane hit
The north tower...
The poem begins a reminder,
of where we are today...
Bow your head
respect those who are dead...
A place once of beauty
a palace like no other...
Home sweet home, so far from this land,
Here there's nothing but for a soldiers demand...
I WONDER
I WONDER WHY THE TWIN TOWERS WERE HIT...
Why can't there be
Peace &...
Standing grounds
Sporting the colors...
It's been 2 YEARS
since i THOUGHT of what to do...
Corks of Wine bottles, pop!
A soldier gets shot...