Nine-eleven-0-one
By: Bill Collins
On September the eleventh two thousand and one, the Twin Towers stood tall,
aglow in the sun.
The weather was clear, not a cloud in the sky, there was no certain reason why
so many should die.
Over three-thousand people lost their lives that day, we know it was God that
called them away.
We will never forget the date it was done, it was on a Tuesday,
nine-eleven-0-one.
Nineteen high-jackers went through with their plans, they high jacked four
airplanes with those lives in their hands.
Two crashed into the Towers and brought them both down, one crashed into
the Pentagon with an earth smashing
sound.
The fourth plane was headed for the Capital they say, when the passengers diversion was put into play.
We will never forget the date it was done, it was on a Tuesday,
nine-eleven-0-one.
They attacked the highjackers with such a great force, that it caused the plane to veer off its course.
It crashed in the woods in the state of PA, all lost their lives on that fateful day.
The terrorist will pay for this terrible deed, they are being
pursued and we will succeed.
We will never forget the date it was done, it was on a Tuesday,
We are bombing the country of Afghanistan, we must rid the world of the Taliban.
The al-Qaida is behind all the terrorist attacks, they must be destroyed, we can’t turn our backs.
Osama bin Laden is the leader of course, he kills many innocent and shows no remorse.
We will never forget the date it was done, it was on a Tuesday,
nine- eleven-0-one.
Another strong terrorist is Mullah Omar, he and bin Laden are the worst by far.
They must be stopped now, it’s certainly a must, their cause is destruction and that is unjust.
They don’t like our freedom, it bothers them so, but when we are finished, to hell they will go.
We will never forget the date it was done, it was on a Tuesday,
nine-eleven-0-one.
God
Bless
America
Poem By: Bill
Collins
Dec 11, 2001