ONE DAY AT A TIME

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GOD BLESS AMERICA


~THE SIG BOX~






The earth rotated on its natural course,
Not knowing that a shock will soon hit a source.
Unknown terror struck grounds of steel,
Releasing ceilings of floors down to a peal.

Terror hit what man once built,
With countless souls screamingly crying for help.
The innocent children who once upon played,
Have now sought ground where they may be laid.

Those who were bold and able to serve,
Ran opposite others who could only observe.
Proudly climbing with all of their might,
Only to fight an endless battle of fright.

All forms of mankind got down on their knees,
Praying for all so highly in need.
A day shall come when we shall all seek prayer,
So no one should consider waiting till later.

The red, white and blue once waving so high,
Has now been lowered from the sky.
It is the freedom for which it stands for,
That has been lowered for those we mourn for.

Strong and bold we all must stay.
In order to keep our prey away.
We shall fight those who are weak,
And stand tall in all of God's glory. . .

"And crown thy good with brotherhood,
from sea to shiny sea"

Yana Petkov
September 2001



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