Today, for the nineteenth time I will relive the terror Of the day when the towers fell Watching the jet plane blow up In a giant fireball That tore through the glass wall Felt strangely cold As if an icicle pierced my heart And its freeze gripped my spine The horror of the moment Writ large on the twisted faces With the dark dust cloud chasing them How many more planes How many more buildings How many more people, we did not know All we knew As we stood arm in arm Was that we were together as never before That day brought to me The very worst of humanity Yet I also saw the very best that we can be Nine Eleven The damage can only be undone If we come together again as one