| They say lightning never strikes twice In one place But on that day it did. The first plane was an aviation mistake The second plane Struck twice Although it was a sunny day In the Northeast skies A great cloud began to bloom Seen through the world’s windows As inhales and exhales short Awaiting for answers. The radio held that static With the microphone Expressing the hoarseness In the DJ’s voice Reading information as it came in As Confusion blanketed a city The towers fell With our hearts in our throats Unable to swallow All who became lost The days of uncertainty spread As talk began to tread Of what was next for the world No matter where you stand Hawks and doves Soar amongst the clouds Never forget those we lost |