Eyes Through Hate are Blinded
Makes my heart cry aloud
Softly at first then louder
Whenever I picture those clouds
Steel buildings, dust and powder
Sadness then anger as slowly I remember
That heart wrenching day back in September
The shock numbed our many senses
Plane bombs of life and people
Crashed through unprepared defenses
Death, destruction, hatred and evil
One tower then the other fell
Into ashes of carnage and hell
From ashes of madness and hate
Came a resolve and determination
One of the few things without debate
A harsher world for the next generation
When are we going to learn
How will our children ever discern
American haters wink and nod their head
Pointing to our American cultured system
Terrorism they excuse and instead
Blame the defenseless victims
And once again I’m reminded
That eyes through hate are blinded
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