September 11

Oh say can you see,
That our land is free?
Through hurt and through pain
Horror was no feign

Buildings so tall and so strong
“Unbreakable.” We were wrong.
The cement cracked and timbers did fall,
Our firefighters heeded the call.

Air was full of dust, ash, and smoke,
It alarmed the country that had barely just woke.
Heroes went in and their duty they did,
Not one emotion was hid.

As people walked, stumbled and crawled,
“Heavens’ to Betsy, why did they fall?”
Not one mind didn’t wonder
Why the towers rent asunder.

Eyes filled with anger and tears,
They showed their own master’s fears.
Nothing could have been done
Under that rising sun…

To stop this awful deed,
They unknowingly planted in our hearts a seed.
Determination filled our hearts
We’d go on even through the smarts.

They couldn’t imagine our bravery,
Their plans failed on flight ninety-three.
Rumors of rubble in places they loved assured it
Heroes forced the terror to forfeit.

The heroes came down,
In a rural small town.
Who knows how many lives they saved
In the land of the free and the home of the brave?

This day marks seven years since that dreadful day
Where certain people thought there was no other way.
They just couldn’t see,
That we will conquer, we are free.
Terror won’t stop our heroes in our land of liberty.