It was 9/11 on my mind
I remember watching it as a child 
I remember being happy 
I was being pulled out of school! 
My mother brought me home 
We all huddled around the TV 
I remember watching the explosion on the news 
The towers falling 
And not understanding what 
The big deal was 
And continued on my serious business  
Of playing puppets 
The only dimple in the memory 
Is the worry 
And anger 
On my parents faces 
As I grew older 
I got acquainted with history lessons
And little by little 
The story was uncovered 
The horror 
The pain 
Emotional and physical 
The deaths 
The anger 
The heat of explosion 
The thud of pavement hitting desperation 
America's icon 
Falling 
                    Falling 
            Down down down 
The symbol of our 
Freedom 
Of united belief 
In justice 
As the black angels 
Descended from the sky 
To rip loved ones 
From the arms of those bound to earth 
By grief 
And little by little 
That memory grew 
From a wisp 
Of happiness at no school 
To a thorn 
Snarled on the edges of thought