The death toll is still rising,
our pain has just begun.
A tragedy has happened,
in this city under the sun.

Airplanes that were hijacked,
and filled with human life.
Beaten and tortured along the way,
while some were killed with a knife.

Used for mass destruction,
the airplanes hit the wall.
Everyone was powerless,
as the Twin Towers began to fall.

A plume of dust and smoke,
both fill the city sky.
The towers crumbled downward,
and our country began to cry.

Survivors walk the streets,
wondering how this can be.
Dirt and smoke have covered them,
and there barely able to see.

Some are trapped inside this mess,
hoping to get out.
The rescuer's are working hard,
trying to hear them shout.

Another plane hits the Pentagon,
with a mighty blow it seems.
Here we sit in total shock,
and listen to the screams.

Now our country is in pain,
a war is on the way.
This world unites in tragedy,
on this hurtful day.