Towers of truth once surrounded us
A cold breeze fills the air
As you walk down these streets
You are lost
In the labyrinth of these days
Red ash bricks
Squeaking horns
In the midst, it is
Surrounded by an Oasis of trees
You are alone now
Standing in front of this empty pit of darkness
"Toss a coin!" You can still hear that voice from a long time ago
As long as these grey hairs cover your head, you wont forget
You take a dime from your pocket book
And down it goes
Your last gift to her
And then the world is gone
And darkness shrouds your thoughts
As you slip away from reality

-In memory of 9/11-