Buildings crumble,
Down in the street.
Ones that stood so humble,
Now resign at my feet.

Planes take a break,
People cry out.
What else could they take?
Live fly about.

Now Ground Zero,
Is all there is left.
Is there a hero?
A hero that is to rest.

While the terror cries out,
Screaming of the poor,
They do not pout,
For the closing of their door.

Buildings crumble,
Down in the street.
Ones that stood so humble,
Now resign at my feet.

Planes take a break,
People cry out.
What else could they take?
As terror cries out.