Tuesday September 11th Something struck very unpleasant People died, so many cried Saying it’s not a tragedy, you must’ve lied
As the Towers were falling to the ground A sense of happiness will never be found People ran some fell on there knees As they watched in the hot breeze.
Mother lost daughters fathers lost there sons No going back in time what’s done is done From this day forward we look at this day What happened will never ever be okay
