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 //