One sunny day
Not a cloud in the sky
Two heroes standing tall
All of a sudden take a great big fall
The sky has turned gray
The children have stopped to play
Look into their eyes
I see a child ready to cry
Holding those that you care
While anger fills the air
People ask why
So many must die
A world filled with hate
For those of a different faith
Can humanity with stand
The madness of a few mad men
People pretending to be so brave
But in the end
We'll all fall in the same grave
Your poem is very touchy. It makes so much sense, wish those who matter could feel the same.