The skyline was beautiful before.
Hope was present before.
Brotherhood was keenly felt before.
Life was pure and simple.
Death wasn’t an everyday concern.
Before.
9/11
A SOLEMN PROMISE
The skyline is clear.
Buildings stand tall and bright.
Then a day arrives that
ruins every day to come.
Intruders invade our space
and destroy our twin towers.
Towers I love.
Towers where I had worked.
Goodbye, my precious towers.
Never again will our skyline be invaded.
It shall remain clear forever.
A solemn promise.
