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WHAT
MUST WE FEEL?
Majestic
towers did downwardly plunge and crumble by hate,
With
our morning gaze eclipsed by a terrorist shroud of cowardly rage
Came
the rain of souls, mere innocent victims to seal our fate.
What
must we feel?
When
the world reaches out in vain attempt to soothe our fears
To
comfort a land whose soaked by pain, in tears and more,
Our
lady stands in her harbor view with torch in hand
The
symbolic imagery of liberty lost within her land, of stately shore.
How
must we feel?
It's not too late for our land to re-claim what she has lost
For
we must strive and inspire our leaders to search for peace,
With
our prayers in heart, we act in love despite our cost
And
tell the world that time draws near; all hate must cease.
What we must feel?
~~Dedicated to all the precious lives lost to the evil that dwells within the hearts of some men. Let our hearts never forget our brothers and sisters, of the World Trade Center Towers, Pentagon, and those aboard airliners UA-Flight 175, AA-Flight 11, UA-Flight 93 and AA-Flight 77....on September 11, 2001~~~
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