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Sad Day In Manhattan (911)
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SAD DAY IN MANHATTAN (911)
Remember the call from Heaven on September 11 // Disgrace in the face of humankind the number is seven // Like the manufacture of soap the thought fracture hope // The plan must’ve blended eight year like whisky Sincere Risky from all scope // Planes high jacked now the sky is black with smoke // It seems like a whack joke but no got our back broke // Highjackers are the attackers carry hearts like the cold // Of winter share my soul with a freedom dinner it’s old // Like illuminated manuscript elevated to slip and roll // Our freedom at risk like a bet on racehorses we must // Embrace right choices as not death is heard in our voices Terrorism erases the courses of trust // From the cockpit the MANHATTAN block was hit // Nobody could stop it the streets turn red a bit // Like a grenade jet fuel proved to be explosive when lit // They flew true with the raw claws of a Legal eagle // To rip its prey by terrorist laws chew freedom like a beetle // Rupture the structure of the buildings foundation and end // Life as we knew it, they used a knife to do it with my friend // Glided and collided into the World Trade Center twin // Towers through the wind debris showers like heavy rains // Ear splitting crash hitting and bash buildings like cranes // May jumped to their death like paratroopers without chutes // No doubt many dressed in three piece suits like business recruits // Terrorists use intimidations with no limitation try to maintain // Power, try sink our freedom titanic with frantic murder acts // Citizen on the job romantic soon changed into a mob panic I’m an alerter of fact // Dollars and hollers flew through the fog like non-collared dogs They towered above the very clouds fell and buried crowds Like dirt being toss on a grave we loss many brave and proud // Shiver with numbness there’s a river of dumbness among us // Flow strong like water of Kalamazoo that slaughter true Banner that hung in the dust // Chilling like the wind how terrorists killing women men // Filling a mission that can only be a thrilling end // At last it was the blast heard around the world // A scream as sick bricks and debris is twirl // |
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