Crosslinked:
Where It's 9-11 All the Time...Click the picture...
"Where it's nine-eleven all the time
and no Sun sets, and no clocks chime
where no voice speaks and no bird trills
the Moon hangs frozen o'er the hills
The winds are still, they seem to say,
Reflect, remember, stop to pray..."
I look at those newspaper covers and the first thought that comes into my mind about those editors looking back today is "they didn't really mean any of it".