Bow your head
respect those who are dead...
The poem begins a reminder,
of where we are today...
If you had a candle
an ordinary candle...
At 8:46 am a plane hit
The north tower...
Inconsistant civilizations breeding incoherent...
This is where I live, where I eat and sleep...
I'm sorry to say this to everyone
I hate the war, or how this country is run...
I love my country, tis dear to me
I'll reveal it's wrongs for all to see...
War
so sad war...
By:Dustin Shoopman
I have just made it, in the constrict of time...
When I look up at the sky,
I some how see your face...
Soon my brother will be back in the land from...
He will be away from that horrible place we call...
You lie on your bed
Head heavy, nauseous, dizzy...