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9-1-1 9 - 1 -1 has a whole new meaning;
watching the horror, hearing the screaming.
Scrambling for shelter, a building falls;
the bravest of people, answering their calls.
Not letting go, hands are clutched;
keeping the faith, many lives touched.
Watching the chaos, hearing the sirens;
heroes approach, saving the dying.
Looking through rubble, hoping people to find;
many are gone, leaving families behind.
Looking in fear, praying real hard;
as a city and nation, caught off guard.
Question of why, how can this be?
Thinking how awful, it could have been me.
People in shock, wherever you roam;
it doesn't seem real, too close to home.
Lists of people, in neighboring towns;
the "cream of the crop," nowhere to be found.
Trying to hold back tears, with all your might;
when tragedy hits, not an atheist in sight.
Hearing the news, many hearts broken;
a moment of silence, not a word spoken.
Seeing the flag, waving so high;
hands on our hearts, we start to cry.
United we stand, be pro
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