9-11-2018

https://bphowlett.com/2018/09/11/9-11-2018

9-11-2018

 

So majestic your rising a beacon to many.

Your fame reached across the waters.

Towering above the city a target more than any.

Still, you kept your vigil.

 

Your claim to fame a height all could see.

Souls were held as your captives.

They linger yet, though you can’t be.

You were stolen by a thief.

 

The dust now settled but hearts not healed.

How long will it take to deliver?

The memory lingers and long is sealed.

A nation in mourning its anger revealed.

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