An act of hate

July 15, 2013

Buildings falling, Fires grawling, today the gods are calling.

The angels fly as survivers cry.

One man's hate opens heaven's gate.

11 years ago death was our fate.

With birds on fire and towers in smoke,

The president smiled as if its a joke.

Flags on caskets, Dressed all in black, as tears flow, loved ones say goodbye to people who gave there lives.

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