Five years have passed.
Memories of that fateful day
woven into our nations soul.
We are left totally aghast.
Our beliefs waiver still with
questions as large as the hole.
Keep our nation safe, we pray
to the Lord.
Bless the heroes of that awful
day, pray for the fallen.
Only a few pulled from the inferno,
hoping beyond hope for more.
Children as yet unborn shall remember
this day, as another day of infamy.
Of man's inhumanity towards man.
When weeping faces upturned seek
solace from beyond.
It is too much too bear, hoping against
all hope, remove this horror so
that a new day will dawn.
Time heals all wounds...but not this
