I was on a different coast.
I couldn’t smell the fire.
The voice upon the radio,
said the situation’s dire.

I sat there stunned in silence,
and listened to the news.
The family’s that were torn apart,
The passengers and crews.

I went inside, turned on the tube,
And watched with eyes a teared.
Then to my utter horror
Another plane appeared.

And to the smoke and rubble
Heroes made their way.
Because it was the thing to do
Not for glory nor for pay.

The Twins were wounded mortally,
yet tried to stand up tall.
The Giants then began to moan
And finally to fall.

Thousands of candles burning bright,
Suddenly lost their flame.
A terrible injustice,
No matter who’s to blame.

So on this day I ask you.
Remember how they hit.
Swear to the fallens’ memory
We never shall forget.