I Hear America Singing
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
The frightened runners singing, their screams filing the air
A mob of curious reporters singing, questions ringing clear,
The police sirens singing, bringing safety to those near
Hospital phone lines singing, the injured crying for help,
The suspects singing, as they try to slip away
People in churches singing, praying for souls that day
Televisions around the world singing, giving details of the terror
Citizens's opinions singing, their hope for justice strong,
Each person singing, it effected us one and all
A day intended for great achievement, ended in anguish still,
Singing with open mouths, their angry bitter songs
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