Thunder Rolling Glass Canyons Liam Ross The pulse and beat, Rhapsody In Blue Hopes dreams and ambitions, rising in steel Struck down in a moment, crushing all hope Raping a generation, even to Pacific   Salty tear drops, overrunning rivers Stunned shock and sorrow, mute disbelief Hate touching regardless, homeless to shaker Assassinating reason, unleashing terror   Off riveted mountains, last cries of lost souls Doomed to forever, haunt streets Manhattan Cut in a moment, hearts wailing hands reaching Thunder down glass canyons, shattering lives   Summers song hadn’t ended, lives shaken like leaves That fell out of season, from when until memory Day burnt in infamy, made the more crimson For innocence lost, loved ones and children   After monument’s built, disillusioned armies brought home And canyons draw silent, melancholy pipers have gone How could this be human, this evil within Man most brilliant, and cruelest of creatures

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