as the truths now shown, my thoughts.
Down and down ,the mad parade.
While up and up ,and up they came.
To fight the evil , and it's flame.
The ultimate price, they'd not yet paid.
The heroes who ,were not yet made.
Who fought and battled, floor by floor.
Then opened doors ,to free some more.
Who fled on down, to live and tell.
Of men so brave, they ventured hell.
Who's wives looked on, not anticipating.
That they were just, widows in waiting.
And as we watched ,across the water.
Enraged at all this senseless slaughter.
As 3000 stars ,arose to Heaven.
Gods the only winner,of 9 / 11.
Poetry by stevelee
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Written on 2006-09-11 at 22:37
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unusual victor.
Down and down ,their way they made.Down and down ,the mad parade.
While up and up ,and up they came.
To fight the evil , and it's flame.
The ultimate price, they'd not yet paid.
The heroes who ,were not yet made.
Who fought and battled, floor by floor.
Then opened doors ,to free some more.
Who fled on down, to live and tell.
Of men so brave, they ventured hell.
Who's wives looked on, not anticipating.
That they were just, widows in waiting.
And as we watched ,across the water.
Enraged at all this senseless slaughter.
As 3000 stars ,arose to Heaven.
Gods the only winner,of 9 / 11.
Poetry by stevelee
Read 483 times
Written on 2006-09-11 at 22:37
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