The Tragedy

A poem focusing on 9/11.

September 11, 2001 was a horrible day
Everyone, everywhere had to pray
When I saw it for the first time on the news
I knew our whole country was gonna lose
I couldn’t hold my tears in any longer
I just knew that the Al Quada Team was getting Stronger
I don’t know why this would ever happen-
But in this world it shows me that we aren’t safe anymore
To me, it seemed that 9/11 was a war
I hate the fact that in this world there will be worst things to come
When any tragedy, like this happens my whole body goes numb
I have to believe that when more tragedy’s appear
They might strike me with fear
But I have to be strong, wipe my tears and
Stand up for my Country and
Fight for my Freedom