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‘Twas a year ago when freedom reeled,

gripped firm in Satan’s clutch,

and innocence paused near the brink,

scarred deep by evil’s touch.



A year ago when mankind wept,

in horrid disbelief,

and cursed those soulless wretched acts,

then knelt in mournful grief.



A year ago when thousands died,

entombed ‘neath steel and stone,

lost souls fore’er cast to the wind,

their scattered ashes blown.



A year ago when terror struck,

and thrust it’s sabers edge,

in vain attempt to quell a voice,

it rallied freedom’s pledge.



A year ago this nation rose,

unsheathed it’s mighty sword,

and swore to ‘venge each heroes name,

each memory ne’er ignored.



We vow to right a horrid wrong,

move forth without regret,

and place that day in infamy,

lest ever we forget.



9/11/01