Ashley Jamie

Rookie (May 19,1995 / Califorina)

destruction on Septemeber 11th

We let the soldiers fight our war's,
So we are safe back in our home's.
We don't forget to pray; we forget to remember,
What really happened in 2001; the 11th of September?

We complain how life is harsh and cruel,
Yet their companionship is being overruled.
Four hours of sleep; they get two,
Sometimes none,
What's an average for you?

The buildings crumpled with all sense of fate,
Some lost their loved one's because of anger and hate.
Look at the world and how its turned,
Aggression quickly turned into destruct in the instant of a doubt.
Redemption has yet to find its way,
The day those two plane's took down our trade.

Abide by the shot,
Reach for the full limitation,
for all that they have done is be faithful and stand up for temptation.
Success is based on the height of your reach,
Courage is our fear intact for a longer break.

Appreciation is what they deserve,
think of their rights and live's before you put yours first.
They are strong we are too,
So let the Soldiers keep us safe; stop being our own selfish fools.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Edited: Saturday, August 21, 2010
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