Just An Ordinary Day

For so many that day,
started like any other,
The daily grind,
The city bustle.
The same was true,
For the four crews,
Who were just up there,
Doing their jobs.
The world watched in horror,
At what humans could do,
An act of pure hatred,
Against no one they knew.
Now 19 years on,
The memory is still raw,
The skyline is different,
Cannot let go what we all saw.

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