(Poem - written Friday, September 14, 2001) September Mourn It happened on a Tuesday As I prepared to go to bed The radio told of four crashes For which thousands are feared dead I turned on the television And saw the Twins standing tall Then one fell before the other Then they weren't there at all The perpetrators knew where to hit To strike our way of life at its heart To target unsuspecting individuals To tear our business world apart The Twins weren't the only target Military headquarters were hit too Who knows where the fourth plane would have hit If the evil plan had gone through I don't know where these events are leading I don't know how long they'll go on I'll just have to believe in the phrase 'Tis darkest before the dawn'.