New York Reflection

Twin towers soaring in the sky

Filled with people like you and I

Fathers and mothers, daughters and sons

Soldiers of commerce, America’s young guns

Seekers of freedom, disciples of liberty

All struck down by this evil atrocity

Feel their fear and feel their pain

Senselessly wiped out by the hijackers plane

And out of evil can there come any good?

The politicians tell us it surely should

But this is not sanctioned by God’s almighty hand

And none of us will ever understand

Why we never learn-none of us-

That life is dear, everyone is precious