While walking in the park one day,
the flowers all in bloom.
The children in the park at
play,
we heard a horrible boom.
We looked up just in time to see,
the plane that hit the towers.
The noise it was so terrible,
the glass came down in showers.
"Oh Lord" I cried, "How can this be?"
"How can this happen here?"
And God whispered softly
to me,
"my child, its everywhere."
So many people perished that day,
no end to the destruction it seems.
What purpose could
have ever been served.
to destroy so many dreams.
The many people that died that day,
are with their father above.
And terrible sadness is
felt below,
By the people they loved
They say that hate has caused this crime,
against humanity.
If only those that did this deed,
knew,
that through love they could be free.
