On that morning all could see
The twin towers sparkling in the light.
The nation in which it stood is proud and free.
Everything was what it should be.
A plane came flying through the sky
Into the first of the two standing towers.
All of the people who were passing by
Knew nothing was as it should be
People were crying from the highest of floors,
And praying that help was on its way.
People were running out through the front doors.
Nothing was as it should be
A second plane came flying high
Everyone stared holding their breath.
The second tower fell while everyone cried,
“Why is nothing as it should be?”
Down at the Pentagon in Washington D.C.
Another plane came crashing into its side.
Everyone who could walk was trying to flee
Saying, “Nothing is as it should be.”
Thanks to the passengers on the last airplane
That crashed in a field out by a small town
Bin Ladin’s last goal was not attained.
Nothing was as it should be.
It took but moments for our confidence to fade.
But through the rain, the sun and the frost,
Our hearts begin to repair and our hopes are remade.
It will be as it should be.
Claire Coles
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