I love my country, tis dear to me
I'll reveal it's wrongs for all to see...
I'm sorry to say this to everyone
I hate the war, or how this country is run...
Inconsistant civilizations breeding incoherent...
This is where I live, where I eat and sleep...
At 8:46 am a plane hit
The north tower...
If you had a candle
an ordinary candle...
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...
Flames
tumbling from the sky...
Theres no way back
so many lives America now lacks...
Six years ago,
We watched the world start to fall...
Green is their color
Proudly they wear it...