On September 11th,
In the early morning,
When my train stopped
In the New Jersey fields,
I saw the Twin Towers.
Painted by sunrays
Into a golden tone, they were
Climbing the New York City's
Peaceful blue sky.
Two magnificent monuments
To able human minds.
On the wings of terror,
Propelled by hatred and revenge
Praying to their God of killers,
They came out...
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