Another year passes,
And the world stops to remember;
The day evil descended,
The 11th day of September.
The thunder above as the towers burned to the ground,
Prayers by the millions, God’s name cried aloud.
The innocent ran through the streets; for their lives,
Countless endings, with few goodbye’s.
The Pentagon, New York & Hero’s of 93
Thousands of souls, now resting at peace.
Ones left behind struggle for reason,
Pain never fades, only the seasons.
Bells toll as names are read,
To honour the memory of the dead.
Tears flow, and flowers are laid,
Beneath the lights of the Hallowed Grave.
Month by month; the calendar turns,
None will forget where they were.
When the planes soared through the skies so blue,
One thing will always remain true.
As another year passes,
The world will stop to remember
The day evil descended,
The 11th day of September.
