Remember - Sep 11 2001
I
remember that bright September morning
That
clichéd phrasing the usual description
Everyone
would glance at those great glass towers glinting
As you
traveled from Staten Island across the water,
they’d leave you smiling
Reflecting
then thinking and lost in thought remembering
It’s
sadness and sobs that turn to anger mounting
How dare
those religious savages so cowardly go hunting!
We
welcomed them trusting, hidden, their wicked intentions
We
learned the lesson that evil is beyond reason
Understood
that there’s no divinity protection
We must
always remember that moral courage is the core
Based on
our principle that Lady Liberty isn’t a whore
Y’see
they hate us profoundly steeped in their deadly creed
They may
smile and say hi’ya but you’re a sacrificial weed
Know who
we fight, for they know you as does the Dark Knight
Seeking
your death in their satanic lunar cult
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