In Unity & Resolve

In the radiant light of a September morn,

Four planes set out on missions sworn,

By nineteen men with hearts of scorn,

Their souls by hate twisted and torn.

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From Boston’s heart two vessels took flight,

Their path towards Manhattan—a harrowing sight.

Into the Towers, those beacons of might,

Engulfed in an inferno, both day and night.

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South of the city, a third plane arose,

The Pentagon it purposefully chose.

A symbol of strength to its foes,

Now part of the tale that sorrowfully grows.

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The fourth, bound for the capital’s heart,

Met a different, courageous start.

Brave souls clashed in a desperate art,

In Pennsylvania’s fields, they did depart.

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9/11, a day draped in sorrow,

Cost us 2,977 tomorrow.

From ninety-three nations, our grief we borrow,

In unity and resolve, we face the morrow.

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Al-Qaeda, led by a man named Bin Laden,

Their twisted minds, with hate so sodden,

To spread their fear, to shake our core,

On that black day, they declared their war.

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Global politics, forever skewed,

Our sense of safety, irreparably unglued.

Yet, in the face of this terrifying feud,

A surge of patriotism and unity ensued.

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From the ashes, from the dust,

Arose a nation, strong and just,

With resolve and heart, we did unite,

To stand for freedom, to do what’s right.

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Financial towers crumbled, markets took flight,

Yet, the American spirit continued to ignite.

We remember the fallen, in the soft evening light,

In our hearts, their memory burns bright.

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We stood together, unbowed, undeterred,

Our national security and vigilance spurred.

A witness to the strength of word,

In freedom’s song, our resolve is heard.

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In honor of the fallen, we make this stand,

Never to forget, united we command.

In the face of terror, we found our might,

Forever to remember, that September’s light.