Chaos struck,
that September day,
when life after life,
was taken away.
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Innocent people,
with places to go.
Got on their planes,
but would never show.
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For these planes were driven,
into the twin towers.
And chaos rained on New York,
for hours and hours.
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But through all the chaos,
love shone through.
In ordinary people,
like me and you.
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For once in our lives,
we look past the color of our skin.
And realized our strength together,
in the end would help us win.
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We all came together,
to lend a helping hand.
And we stick to our motto.
United We Stand!
~*~ Jill ~*~
Hey Jilly, I like this poem. It shows the true meaning to be american. Keep up the good work.