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Where is the outrage you asked.
I'll answer you from my point of view,
it's worn on the faces of survivors
of that dreadful day.
Written on the minds of all who
witnessed the horror of planes
aimed at buildings filled with unsuspecting
humans, who in horror realized that
they would never see the light of day again.

In the dust, in crevices and places of the heart,
acid etched in memory
of terror, panic, and the awe of heinous acts
we had not seen in our lives so serene...
as a people of freedom land
the demons danced upon our land
and crying, moaning filled the hours
as visions flashed of falling towers
and people falling through the air
oh my God, what has happened here??!!

The outrage lives in some of us
we will not forget the death and gore
let loose upon our land,
let the young remember when our
land was safe from terror's hand
and hell's unholy band
of bandits and horrible greed, unleashed
and in our face, are we so dumb
to not remember that dark day??