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Over eleven years ago,
People fell from towers in the sky,
Quite a few we knew and loved.
Rescued were some, but many died.
So devasted were we all,
Television broadcasts were played all day.
Until we began to recover,
Very many of us would stay this way.
Why did this have to happen?
X-Small were the rooms that "sheltered" the men,
Yet they could not truly escape.
Zoo animals had more space than those in the tower pen.
And yet we try to forget.
Battles were fought, but not much justice served.
Couldn't anybody tell?
Don't those people need to get what they deserved?
Even though many will try not to remember,
Far more than memories were given to us.
Going out of our way to protect the innocent,
Hey, you won't see us give a fuss.
It's engraved in us all,
Just search deep within.
Killing is never a good answer.
Love is what we were given.
Many letters, ten to be true.
Nine-Eleven changed me and you.