September 11, 2011
The Big Apple awoke, a new day had begun.
The Statue of Liberty was standing so proud,
as God and Freedom were singing out loud.

Native New Yorkers were starting to enter,
The Twin Towers called The World Trade Center.
They went to their office and they worked with pride,
on this day when a part of America died.

The people of Boston were also at work,
responsibilities they never would shirk.
The traffic was brutal as it is every morn,
but each day they brave it for the show must go on.

Now downtown was open, Logan Airport was too,
as people boarded their flights they had no clue;
terrorists were sitting right there by their side,
on this day when a part of America died.

Now at 8:46, the whole world was in shock,
when there was an explosion that shook the whole block.
And downtown Manhattan was like a war zone,
for these terrorists attacked us right in our own home.

As the planes hit The Towers, there was a bad fire,
the people were screaming, as the flames grew higher.
But through the disaster, they still showed their pride,
on this day when a part of America died.

The police and firemen didn't think of themselves,
not one person said, "It's every man for himself."
For to those trapped inside each man was a brother,
on their wounded shoulders, they carried each other.

Although September Eleventh brought death and dismay,
we all banded together in the U.S.A.
We showed our courage, our strength, and our pride,
On this day when a part of America died.

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