9-11

I love a window seat,

Whenever I fly.

But not this time,

When I came to New York.

I didn’t want to see the skyline,

And how different it would be.

I grew up here in New York,

And we are proud of our city.

But it doesn’t look the same,

Since they knocked her down.

I went to ground zero today,

It’s been four years since.

It hurt to think other human beings,

Could hate us all so much.

They called it a war,

I just don't understand,

How anyone can hate that much

But then just look

At Family wars

©2005