'Twas a beautiful day,
One morning in the middle
On 11 September 2001,
When nothing was
And everything was
Fine in New York City.
All of the people,
In the city,
And across the nation,
Were all going about their business.
But, I remember what happened,
So vividly and so ominously,
That even though I was
Only a little child,
Of eight years old to say the least,
I could still remember the horror.
People were going about
Their own business in NYC,
And at 8: 00 am,
Was flying a little to low,
And crashed into the middle
Of one of the Twin Towers,
And caused a major gaping hole in the
Building, and the plane
Crashing to the ground,
And killing all of the passengers within.
People everywhere in the nation,
Watched in horror as the TV screen
Portrayed the 'accident'
That had happened only moments ago.
The Left Tower was smoking,
And there was a plane head still stuck in it,
And no one realised that al Qaeda had made their plans.
A half-hour later, a second plane
Came into view,
And it crashed into the Left Tower,
And, this time, the Tower collapsed,
And the Towers fell down,
Spreading debris and rubble everywhere.
The towers collapsed,
And many people got caught
In the trap,
And they were crushed by the debris,
Or incinerated by the explosion,
And their lives were taken instantaneously.
Some of the victims tried to jump,
But their fall came to no avail,
And they eventually lost their lives,
Just because of the crash.
Emergency units were sent out,
By the city of New York,
And they were sent out to rescue the
But some of their rescues came to no avail.
Some of the firemen were engulfed in flames,
And some fell beneath debris,
And others lost their lives because of the heat,
And yet they kept pushing onward.
Some of the victims were rescued,
But they kept going on into the night,
And they did not stop until they
Whether they be alive,
Or dead altogether.
By this time, everyone knew
That something was wrong,
For it was no 'accident'
For there was plotting behind it,
And there was terrorism involved.
They tried to figure out
Who the terrorists were and
Who they could possibly be,
And what they would possibly want.
They were not any Communist terrorists,
For they would want money,
So they figured out it was
Osama bin Laden and al-Qaeda,
Who did this dreaded thing.
At 9: 00 am, another plane
Was flying to Pennsylvania,
And was headed for DC,
But a man stopped the pilot,
And overtook him,
And took the plane,
And crashed it,
Taking his own life
And the passengers on board
Instead of killing more people.
At 10: 00 am, another plane
Was headed for DC,
And, when it arrived,
It crashed into the Pentagon,
Taking away some of the office buildings,
And killing some of the military within.
With this, the destruction ended,
For bin Laden did his damage,
And then President Bush
Delivered a speech,
In front of an angry American people.
He said he would start the War on Terror,
And would invade Afghanistan,
And he would find bin Laden
And the terrorists,
And would win the war.
The Bush Doctrine began,
And it was preemptive strike,
And the War on Terror began,
And we went to Iraq and Afghanistan.
We found bin Laden in Afghanistan,
But he fled the scene,
But we went to Iraq,
Searching for 'nuclear weapons, '
And overthrew Saddham Hussein,
And started to restructure Iraq.
France became mad at us
And thought that we were idiots,
And we started calling foods
'Freedom' fries (although they're chips) ,
And everything else.
Europe did not like us, either,
For they thought we were hotheads,
But Great Britain, our ally since WWI,
Fought alongside us for the longest time.
The 'war' lasted ten years,
Until we finally found bin Laden,
And we killed him on 2 May 2011,
When President Barack Obama was in office,
And nearing his last term.
Bin Laden met his fate,
And the Arab Spring has begun,
And the Middle East is in revolution,
And everything is won.
11/9 will always live in our hearts,
And we will not forget it,
For it is part of our history,
And we will always remember those
Who gave their lives to our country.
Peace be with us all,
And may we always remember 9/11.
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