THE CRIES OF NEW YORK
911 someone come.
We need help but no one runs.
terror strikes with bombs not just guns.
Did God really intead 4 life 2 be fun.
People run as they are getting covered in smoke.
Its hard to breathe as people choke.
It's sad people are jumping out of the twin towers instead of dieing from fire.
The smell is worse then burning tires.
All eyes is glued on tv and in traffic people are listening2 the radio on their way 2 work.
Tear drops as love ones family members that they lost hurts.
Now everyone is thinking the worse.
Bush acting like this he had nothing to do.
Trying to blame another country when we know it was you.
We can't control what others do with their free will.
All we can do is pray 4 them and tell them how we feel.
So dont question God with the question why.
Don't blame yourself cause of dead ones you couldn't say goodbye
People will always disagree about any and everything like religion,and whether it's healthy 2 eat pork.
When it rains I swear it is the cries of NEW YORK..
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