A place once of beauty
a palace like no other...
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...