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9-11 by Leana Macrito (aged 11) The day the twin
towers came crashing down, Angels way up
high, Are
there too many of us who lie, and sin 9-11
by Samantha
Green Hope and Faith
by Ashley (aged 12) If you think
back, From all the wars the
world has waged, Just keep the
faith. what does war solve
nothing Where are you
now? by Jeminai You think you won You've proved yourself
a coward. Why
are the people of our country The USA by Tia Marshall (aged
11) The Flag by Caitlin Lightner (aged
8) United We Stand by Roccele Okolowski (aged 12) On September 11th the Twin
Towers fell War by Gemma Hamill War: noun 1. Strife involving military, naval or air attacks 2. Open hostility between people War is needless Hated by many Unwanted by most. War is unfair Innocent destroyed Compassion decimated. Due to a few A few who have lost all sanity Who permit and delight in war There is no worthy reason, Why so many lives have been lost Other than a pathetic attempt to prove power Prayers and thoughts go out to families and friends Who's loved ones lives were brought to such a hateful end Prayers and thoughts go out to America. When the Sun Sets into the Sky
by Melissa Tamati (aged
10) Ghost Town by Ruthie Elizabeth Chapman Manhattan, the place where dreams are made, now a ghost town. The big apple, a place of hope and promise, destroyed beyond repair. New York, the capital of the world, in ruins. But we will move on, we will fight for the right of freedom, freedom not to be scared. Because in our darkest hour, we found hope! That Day by Jetson Leder-Luis (aged 9) That day That event It happened so quickly Yet it's still here Taunting us minute by minute When one experiences such a thing It hurts on the inside And your mind is crying For life is precious and one must know that Or one could waste their life And that is another tragedy And every tragedy is a pain And that pain can last forever The pain lasts inside one's mind, body and soul And it makes us think But we didn't think in time That's why it happened I Didn’t Understand At First by Amanda W. (aged 11) I didn't understand at first All I knew was something had gone wrong. They wouldn't tell us what In fear that we're too young. By the time I got home I was watching on TV. I knew then what had gone wrong I wanted to cry horribly. Yet being in so much pain I couldn't cry at all. Now because of these people's dreadful ways Innocent people are gone. Now that we have come together Even those little ones who don't very well understand. We all proudly say GOD BLESS THE USA. Good-byes
and Hellos by Laura Rodriguez (aged 11) Goodbye the souls left hello
you’re an angel pest, America, America by Danielle Hernandez (aged 12) The land they said would never fall. But we have fallen and we need help, God, please help us all! Our country was turning its back, So you awakened us with a smack. Dear Lord, descend your hand upon us, For You are the only one we can trust. Lord, be with us, this helpless nation And lead us not into temptation. You have opened our eyes And reminded us that You should be glorified! We understand your promise, So please send your mercy and grace upon us. We have been hurt severely, Even though You love us dearly. Why did this happen to us? Especially by the one we trust. It is up to us, You say, If we will just humble ourselves and pray, And seek your face and turn from sin. Then You will hear the cry of our souls from within. So if we do this, then, We will be forgiven, And You will heal us and heal our land With your mighty hand. What a tragedy that has happened to New York City and the Pentagon. What chaos there would be if You were not in the world today, If people would not humble themselves and pray. Or seek your face With amazing grace. Our world would be lost without You, Lord. Men would kill men by the sword. But rather we worship you In all that we do. And lift up your name Which has no spot or stain. As people come together as one, For whom you sent your only Son. For we are not worthy of such a sacrifice, But You did it because you are Christ. You've loved America even when we've turned away. You have loved us day by day. Oh, America, now you can see That Christ died for you and me! The War Has... Started by Laura Rodriguez (aged 12) 'tis the day the war begins the day the earth is filled with grim we do not laugh we do not play lives are lost unlike yesterday children hide others cry for daddy's gone or brother, too how do the people react? we will see the future will bring what is right for the red, white and blue will shine tonight Q33NY by Nasir Uddin (aged 12) Part 1 ( A terrorist's point of view) I will complete my task even if it means to kill I will be wearing a mask To complete the Almighty's will I don't think of the people who die As I will already be dead Under the debris true Americans will lie It was not my idea, I was lead I can't care if there's a war I can't care if the leader dies As God will open the Golden door Up I will arise like an Angel in the skies For I am a Taliban What will happen? We will win because we can. Part 2 ( A victim's point of view) Oh Lord, Why is this happening to me? I am only twenty-seven I have a child to be Is it my turn to go to heaven? I have a wife She is only twenty-four She is my life Oh Lord, I cannot afford to lose her For she is the most loved to me I am going to be a Father She holds the Diamond key Oh Lord, why is this happening to me I am going to be a Father, I have a child to be. What Happened? by Brittaany (aged 10) My teacher told me. Where did you hear? Oh my gosh! Those were the twin towers. The pentagon. Where is Bush? He is not in the White House. He's okay. Everything's cancelled. I am scared. Me, too. It will be alright. Mom, People are dying. I know. It is on every station, Every channel. What can I do?
New York Tragedy by Nicole Chu (aged 10) Planes crashing everywhere Screaming, hollering Smoke filled the air Worrying, hope Buildings falling killing Falling ashes and people
What Does America Mean to You? by Haley Parker (aged 12) It means that a brave man died for my freedom. It means that strong soldiers fought for my life. It means that men didn't give up because they wanted to buy land for my home. It means that a man created food and shelters for me. It means that a man invented light for me to read my BIBLE. It means that a man created a safe way to watch television or listen to a radio. It means that a man risked his life using chemicals for modern technology. It means that thousands of men and women died just to save another living soul. I means that our president has love and affection for his people. It means that brave soldiers once again defended their country. But the main thing it means is that the Eagle still flies over her with only a single tear knowing that its country is being destroyed but still fighting back. Angels Working Overtime by Gwen Gillon Crashing, burning, screaming, crying. Metal falling into mounds. The plane hits and then that's it! The 2 tall buildings, gone. Lives were taken, souls awakened all of this? Why? Maybe its for a reason. Maybe it is just hatred. Angel solders come down quickly, to find a wreck in the city They rush and rush to get help quickly! A As the fire fighters arrive, tears flow from their eyes to find only metal, fire and papers left behind. Bodies lie there, no-one moves, their souls were taken from the world. Peace and freedom turn into doubt after all that's happened, our Angels are working over time. *God bless us all*
Attack on America by Caswell Macomber (aged 10) Stutter in the dust. At hand over the mouth. Gave a knife up, gave tons of lives up. Falling in the wheezes of the squeeze. The angers lit up, the stress is wrapped up. Turning red and plural of words gone. Falling in those ticks as you're touched by the bricks. Pointing at swords written in blushes of the pain. You never want to feel like they did this thing. Shaping the help. We stand and pray for bless. Feeling like you did that wrong. Feel our spirits song. Poured out in sadness, poured out in gladness. I'm colored in smears of life gone black, setting our faces, watering your eyes back.
The Day We Thought Would Never End by Kari Shawaluk We hear the people cry. We see them hurt. We watch them grieve over their lost ones Here we are not knowing how to help. And why do we want to help? Because it's our nation and we just want to give a helping hand. So as we stand here as one, we still grieve over lost ones, even though they are not family, we still have lost. We thought that is was the end but when God comes to our nation's cries we stand side by side and don't stop. Now we seek justice, We can't - there's so much anger. Sit here and pray that may be someday there will be peace and love between all countries. That's our hopes and dreams. When we start hating we will show them that they won and we lost but if we stay strong and show them that in the end our love is to strong as one and we will win. Never to be Forgotten by Jayne Winn The people who had done this They simply didn't care They took the lives of many On ground and in the air The swirling smoked gave darkness The flames gave orange light The building crashed down to ashes Though wished with all our might People stood with anger Tears were flowing all around As their prayers were left unanswered When the building reached the ground Across the sea in air ships These wicked men had come Thinking they'd be famous But publicity gave them none As people backed of in disbelief In anger or in pain The blow they'd suffered cracked like a whip And hurt like any cane A wild and great injustice Has hit New York today They'll lock up those who did this The key they'll throw away They can say they paid for it But remember this day to day To all these grieving families The price is too steep to pay! What's Up With The World Today by Jim Purdy (Part of Jim's much longer poem) It was 9 - 11 when I got the call, The buildings were hit, and about to fall. Thinking about the loved one's and what could easily be, Praying to the Lord not to have another tragedy. You say you're fighting for your people, and what's the right way, But all you did was killed some of your own people that calm quite day. The professionals are all coming together and the volunteers are too, Just remember there will always be someone there for you. The world is always gonna spin, Even though people are only judging by the color of your skin. People are fighting with Muslims, even though they're from the USA, This is all just helping for Bin Laden to get his own way. Little Brothers and sisters are crying, Because their mom or dad is dying. What the hell's wrong with the world today? People killing people just to show the world their own way. Hey Bin Laden, we'll be the only thing you ever hear, We don't even care if it takes 2,000 years. Were going to get Justice! Tragedies Happen Every Day by Melissa Conwell Refugees live in terror and dismay Some have been helping all though day, and all through the night, Helping the families of the injured to get through this horrible time, Where people have decimated many lives, dreams, and families. They have ripped families apart, killed many, wonderful people, And they have left thousands jobless. Some have been laid to rest, They may not the best, but they are not the worst. Thousands of people have died in this tragedy, Hundreds of which died while saving lives, Those are the people we have to never forget, And always remember the people, who put many families back together. Some people were found under the collapsed rubble, Though most of them were dead they were brought to be identified, So families could have a proper funeral for that person, So as I conclude my poem, My message is to honor the people who saved many lives, And to try not to forget the people do not live in homes, who do not have a lot of food, nor a lot of clothes, and always Remember tragedies happen every day. Where Is My Father? By Kathy (aged 11) Where is my father? He's supposed to be on a flight from Boston to Los Angeles, I'm full of fright! My teacher asked the children, Who had parents that worked in New York? When he saw all of us raise our hands he merely croaked. What had happened? I didn't completely understand Had my teacher gone completely mad? A plane hit the twin towers and they've now collapsed! It's impossible, I told myself, and some kids started to cry and others started to laugh Where is my father? He's supposed to be on a flight from Boston to Los Angeles, I'm full of fright! We all handled it in a different ways, some of us totally ignoring what had happened, others of us terrified and saddened, Some kids were just plain mean because they were so unsure, Where is my father? He's supposed to be on a flight from Boston to Los Angeles, I'm full of fright! My heart started racing as I let out a gasping sob but I looked outside the classroom window and guess what I saw? A bunch or flowers and a cluster of trees, and a few birds singing gaily. There were no towers falling and bodies sprawling, no crying, no dying, None of that did I see. It almost felt like it didn't happen, for I couldn't see that somewhere New York was tumbling down and bodies were being thrusted towards the ground. Where is my father? He's supposed to be on a flight from Boston to Los Angeles, I'm full of fright! I come home to my mum and my sis and they hugged me tight and told me everything was okay. My Dad had missed his flight and at the moment was in Atlanta and if he hadn't he wouldn't be there. I told them how it gave me quite a scare. Where is my father? He's alive and doing fine, but the terror still creeps into the back of my mind. America by Rachel The disaster last week, made us think, how mean people can be. By the Attack we wanted to strike back from all the evil we've seen. From all our fears we have brought tears, and sorrow, but we know there's tomorrow Our Lady by Workingon10 When people see her torch they know that this Is a free country. When they look at her eyes they are just Moved away from the moment. Sometimes when you look at her with Proudness you can see her garments Move gently with the silent wind Elegy by Tramaine The sun rising, signals a new day for the city that never sleeps. Tall buildings in the breeze sway while souls out of bed creep. The morning light hits their eyes, each day the same, but still a surprise, a day looks beautiful in disguise. The city noise, a slow crescendo. A day that shall never be forgotten has it's normal start. Jesus, only son begotten, has a broken heart. Ten to nine is the time. The sound of terror starts to chime. Two buildings hit "at the drop of a dime". The city noise - a scream. All inside tall twin towers rush to get outside. All around people cower. They try to run and hide The air is filled with mass confusion. When will we wake from this illusion? Twin towers, once a distinct protrusion, The city noise a roar. People jump to escape doom from the vicious fire. Children watch from classrooms, seeing more than is required. Twin towers crumble, people stumble, America now humbled, The city noise a shriek. All the world watches a city crying in despair. Enemies in the streets rejoicing while all are filled with fear. Dust is flying, People crying for the dying The city noise a wail. "Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the bird wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds;" A country devastated, A culture berated, A day fated. The city noise now silent. (This is a really rough draft. - not my best. I wrote it after the first time I could finally cry about WTC terrorism. I still cant believe it.. I'm in denial even though I've seen it so many times on the news. I'm just in a state of shock. Everytime I go into the east side won't be the same. The towers are gone and so are loved ones. It is a devastating thing, a terrible loss. My city will never be the same. My life will never be the same. I will never ever be the same.) Attack on America by Nicole Anne Braganza It is no time for war, For repulsion and hatred, outrage, An attack by the enemy HE said, Love your enemies. It is no time for destruction Already, much harm has been done A crime, unforgivable HE said, Forgive them, For they know not what they are doing. The Day I Will Never Forget by Emma Wootton To think, How many lives have been lost, I, as a child, just cannot seem to understand why. Horrifying images, Flashing through my mind, And all I can do is ask the question, Why? Coming home, And seeing the horror on the TV, Why? I ask, but there are no answers to my question. The Crash, Repeating over and over again, Will be with me forever, along with the question, Why? Terrorists Break Our Building As Well As Our Hearts by Jessica Whalen Those fateful planes, Slicing like knife through butter. Pedestrians down below, A shake, a shiver, a shudder. They took away our pride, Our faith in our nation, With only a few weapons, And a fiery sensation. Our liberty came crashing down With each dying tower. All of this for greed, For money, and for power. To all the families lost and hurt, We give you each and every tear; In hope that soon our country, Will help to heal our fear. This sorrowful, painful tragedy Will live in our minds forever. Nothing like a funeral, To bring a family together.
The Mad Men from Hell by Jessica Rees This is the day, I do recall, that terror will rise, and buildings will fall. Hundreds and thousands, were there in the tower, not knowing that soon, their whole lives will devour. As city life dwelled, in its normal rush hour, One hijacked plane headed, for the twin tower. Before there was chance to get out the building, the plane hit the tower, the outcome: bewildering. You could see people calling, from room after room, stuck in the building, some jumped to their doom. Not caring that people, were trapped there in fright, the second of planes just continued its flight. Fire was rising, panic was high, as the first of the buildings collapsed from the sky. The second one also fell just like the first. The crowds stood in shock by this horror outburst. Tourists and locals got caught in the trouble and police and firemen got trapped in the rubble. Silence fell down as the smoke filled the air, stunned into fear, and total despair. Who could have done this? but no-one can tell, for the devil has hired, the mad men from hell. Streams of Tears by Kaitlyn I see on TV, neighborhoods and in my home that tears are taking charge. I do not understand why they did this stupid thing, they hit and killed so many people and make us leave with sad in our hearts and expect us not to worry about it and go about our lives, but all I can say is this is a shame that we cannot take play in this horrific game. Yes we may be young and some are just too dumb but I want to help and give my grief out to the nation wide and let me help aloud and not keep it bottled inside.... I know we cannot fight this alone, but it is not helping the younger people if you do not let us in on our part, we may be young and too dumb but we have feelings and sure do care Where am I? by Sandra De Witt (aged 12) I went to school like any day waiting for recess to go and play. This world is getting wackier and wackier I may say, I heard the wackiest news of all, today and now I don't want to go and play, I want to stay at home and cry, I want to cry my heart out for all the people who died yesterday. I feel like if it didn't happen but then I hear the news and I just wanna act like if I was in the blues. I feel so bad of leaving this bad news all to you but I know they can fix it and that's a job to do. THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO SACRIFICED THEIR LIVES TO SAVE WHAT THEY COULD OF THEIR TWO BEAUTIFUL TOWERS AND THOSE TRAPPED INSIDE. I AM NOT AMERICAN, BUT IT HURTS INSIDE TOO. THE BUILDING CAN BE FIXED, BUT LIVES LOST CAN'T BE RECOVERED.
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