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On the day of nine eleven
God was crying up in heaven
He wept for those who died
He wept for all their lives
He also cried for the families back home
Who would feel isolated and all alone
Moments later there was a knock at the gate
Standing there was a little girl of eight
Her whole body was burned, black and blue
But our father knew just what to do
He picked her up and held her tight
Suddenly she was healed, made alright
Hundreds more came and work was done
They too were healed by the father and son
Angels were sent out on earth
To help those sad, angry, and hurt
Our loved ones are in a better place
This is why we must have faith
- by Nerokimatsunaka |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/25/2009 |
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- Title: 9-11
- Artist: Nerokimatsunaka
- Description: Another poen if war. You can see my other poens on my oage but no rude comments please, because what happened on that day was a tradjedy and people's lives were devestated by it, so please have respect to those who are surviving with the loss of a dear family member.
- Date: 11/25/2009
- Tags: sadness warfare
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Comments (2 Comments)
- xXxLiL_SHoRTiixXx - 12/01/2009
- it almost made me cry 5/ *snifflez*5
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- hails14 - 11/25/2009
- that was very deep.you really know how to write
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