I know this is a little late but I had a game I had to go to on Friday so this poem is in remembrance of 9/11, and the people that died.
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Our memory
Holds more than you think
Long term
Short term
The 'forgotten' words you can remember
Books we've read
Movies we've seen
Homework we've done
But the thing we remember most
Is anger
And pain
And hurt
And sadness
You'll have happy memories, yes.
But most of the time anger consumes happiness
That one day is one we'll never forget
A day in history that our country was wounded
Stabbed in the heart
It healed
But only barely
It's just like
When someone close to you dies
And every year it comes to the day they died
You revisit it every year
Opening up old wounds
That's what we do
But sometimes it's needed
To make sure that we're okay
That we won't fall down again
That day was the day our country fell
They broke us
People died
People got injured
People got scarred by what they saw
Sadness
Anger
Hurt
All things that people felt that one day
How could two planes do such harm to our country
Well we've recovered and never again will our walls fall
Our memory can hold more detail
Than you might think
Describing the incident
Would be like you're really there
Wounded
Is what our country was when the world stopped turning
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