A/N- WE'RE UPDATING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can you believe it? Lol Sry it took
so long, we stopped over the summer and Jess typed it up. (All hail jess!)
We've gotten up to chapter 15 typed, but I'm gunna give it to you a little
bit at a time. Then 16 is written and 17's in progress, almost done. No,
here's some responses!
Athena_goddess: Hi Julie! Ya, he is hott. LOL Hope you like this chapter!
Reaky: Well, when we first started writing this, the language barrier didn't occure to us. I guess we don't really have a reason. Sorry.
FaeOfDaRkNeSs: Ya, GC rox. I got the words right out of the CD insert, so I don't think any of them are wrong, but I did have to guess at the parts not in the insert. Sorry bout that. HA! Tracy's my counter part! LOL. She's really unlike me though. I could never get Legolas, so she's almost nothing like me.
Flying Squirrels: Sorry it took so long to update. I'll update once a week for the next three weeks, then who knows what. So sorry for the wait.
Hyper Senshi: U bet ur hyper! LOL. Jess wrote this, so piss at her if u dun like the GC part.
Curliqz08/elfofeternity7: so sorry this has taken so long to update! Keep writing ur story! It's really good!
Ok, now, on with the chapter! Jess wrote, so piss at her if you don't like it!
Chapter 12: Horrors
~Aragorn~
The girls left for work and showed us how to make sandwiches for lunch. Once the girls had left, Legolas turned off the music and sat down.
"Well, if anything, this concert will be very interesting," I said, trying to make conversation.
"Mmhm," Legolas murmured.
"What is wrong, Legolas," I asked.
"It is nothing, except, well...why must Middle Earth be at war? I was thinking, why is it so peaceful here, while at Middle Earth we don't also have peace!?! He finally blurted out.
"I do not know," I said, wondering. "But it can't be as peaceful here as it seems. Maybe they too had to get rid of an evil.
"Maybe."
Legolas seemed really stressed out about this, which I could understand. Many an elf had lost his life fighting to keep his land safe. To protect his families. To protect his friends. To protect himself.
I sat down on the couch next to him, and though of what he had said.
* * *
I saw Legolas grab a black rectangle off of a short table. He started tapping at the buttons. To our shock, a black box in front of us lit up. On it were pictures, moving pictures! Legolas tapped one button and it changed. Now it showed a yellow thing with holes in it.
"Odd," Legolas murmured.
"Yeah," I agreed.
He pushed the button again, and this time a man's face appeared on the screen.
"Good morning New York," he said. "Today in the stock market, the DOW is up 13 points, and the NASDAQ is up 12."
"What?" Legolas asked me.
"How should I know?" I answered back.
We spent a little while longer watching the man before pressing the button that had turned it on, which made it turn off.
* * *
We made ourselves a lunch. Even though we made a little bit of a mess (we cleaned it up) we were proud of ourselves.
We sat on the counter and ate slowly.
"So, what should we do today?" I said to Legolas, after swallowing.
"Hmm, maybe we could walk around the city. I wish to learn more about this place."
We finished our sandwiches and went outside. It was a beautiful day, though a little warm. I strode down the path towards the road.
"I see now why they called you Strider," Legolas commented, easily matching my pace.
"Oh, ha ha, elf boy. Personally, I'm glad I don't have your name."
"Why ever not," Legolas said, looking indignant.
"Well, it's an okay name, to those you don't know elfish."
Legolas lifted an eyebrow, silently questioning me.
"Legolas, your name translates to Greenleaves Greenleaf."
"So, at least I don't have 10 names!"
"I do not have 10 names! My name is ARAGORN! Others call me what they wish," I said, noticing that a lot of people were starting to stare at us.
We laughed at that and kept walking. I looked up at the signs of the buildings. Finally, I saw a name that I recognized.
"Here, a library. Maybe here we could learn about this place in there," I said, dragging Legolas in.
"Hello, welcome to the New York City Library. Feel free to look around. The adult section is to your left, the children to your right, and the intermediate in the middle," a woman behind a desk said to us, indicating with her hands.
"Thank you," I said, and headed to the left.
I was shocked by how many books there were, lined up on many, many shelves. We walked down the hall, and turned to look at a shelf labeled History.
We each pulled out several books and headed towards a table. We looked at the books we had picked. Two were labeled "The American Revolution." One read "The Civil War", and the other was labeled "The Persian Gulf War." As we read, I was shocked to find that this was definitely not a very peaceful place.
It seemed to me that every country wanted power and more land. Some were so willing that they attacked others just for one more square mile. I looked at the numbers of the dead; there were so many deaths.
We finished the books and put them back. We were leaving, when Legolas stopped. I turned to see why and saw several books. One with Frodo on the front, one with Legolas, and one with me!
We each grabbed a book and started reading. They were of our past, and of our future. I shut the book, unable to continue. I should not know what was to become of me, nor did I want to know.
We were back at home. We had just gotten back when the girls walked in.
* * *
"Hey guys," Liz said, dropping her things by the door.
"Sorry we are later than last time. The only way we are allowed to take a day off of work is to make up the hours," Tracy said, doing the same.
"So what did you two do today?"
Legolas answered enthusiastically, "We went to a library, and read!"
"Cool."
Tracy went and took a shower.
"So what did you read about," Liz asked after Legolas left to watch more of the man in the box.
"Many a thing. Mainly of the different wars here," I answered back.
"Of America, or of the world?"
"America."
"Oh."
Liz went into the bathroom and took a shower while I slept on the couch
* * *
We left the building, and Liz flagged down a car, called a taxi. We headed to Madison Square Garden. As we got closer, the street became more and more crowded. Liz paid the driver, and we got out.
* * *
As we came closer to a wooden platform, I saw more and more people screaming.
The men on the stage had already started singing.
* * *
We left the area, rode in another taxi and went to bed.
What is for breakfast?" I heard Legolas ask.
"Hm," a higher voice murmured, followed by sounds of cupboards opening. "How 'bout cereal?"
"Sounds good to me."
"What time is it?" I asked, trying to wipe the tiredness from my eyes.
"8:30," said another voice I recognized and I felt a kiss on my cheek. I groaned and pulled a pillow over my head, trying to go back to sleep.
"Oh, get up," Legolas said, grabbing the pillow from me.
With great effort, I pulled myself from the warmth. I walked over to the kitchen and ate a bowl of cereal.
Walking back into the other room, I saw Tracy flip on the news.
There was a screen of red, with white letters that read "Breaking News."
Then the screen changed to that of a burning building.
"Today, September 11th, 2001, at 8:47, this building, the North building of the World Trade Center was hit by a passenger plane. This occurred approximately 15 minutes ago. We are unsure of what happened, and whether it was an accident or an attack."
At that, I saw a large object in the corner of the screen, coming towards the fire. I also heard a loud buzzing sound coming from the television.
"Oh my God," Liz cried and turned from the screen.
A second later I understood why. This object (the person the television called it a plane) flew fight into the tall building next to one already burning. The building burst into fire at the top.
I could not believe it. I know people must have died on the impact, while others tried to escape.
* * *
The two towers, or as I heard them called, the Twin Towers, had fallen. Fallen in on themselves. Fallen upon people. People who had gone to do their jobs today, and people who would not be coming home.
There had been two more plane crashes: one on the 'Pentagon' and the other in a field in Pennsylvania. It was too hard to soak up; I was in shock. I could not get over that these were ordinary people. It could have been me; the though chilled me to the bone. It could have been anyone.
The 'president' (leader of this country) was scheduled to make a speech at 8:30 pm. It was nearly time.
Tracy turned up the volume and the face of a man came onto the screen.
"Good evening," he said. "Today, our fellow citizens, our way of life, our very freedom came under attack in a series of deliberate and deadly terrorists acts. The victims were in airplanes, or in their offices; secretaries, businessmen and women, military and federal workers; moms and dads, friends and neighbors. Thousands of lives were suddenly ended by evil, despicable acts of terror."
He continued, "The pictures of airplanes flying into buildings, fires burning, huge structures collapsing, have filled us with disbelief, terrible sadness, and a quiet unyielding anger. These act of mass murder were intended to frighten our nation into chaos and retreat. But they have failed; our country is strong."
This was answered with a lot of clapping.
"A great people has been moved to defend a great nation. Terrorist attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings, but they cannot touch the foundation of America. These acts shattered steel, but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve."
There was even more clapping here.
"America was targeted for attack because we're the brightest beacon for freedom and opportunity in the world. And no one will keep that light from shining."
He paused to take a sip of water.
"Today, our nation saw evil, the very worst of human nature. And we responded with the best of America- with the daring of our resolve workers, with the caring for strangers and neighbors who came to give blood and help in any way they could.
Immediately following the first attack, I implemented our government's emergency response plans. Our military is powerful, and it's prepared. Our emergency teams are working in New York City and Washington, D.C. to help with local efforts.
Our first priority is to get help to those who have been injured, and to take every precaution to protect our citizens at home and around the world from further attacks."
At this point, everyone burst out clapping and whistling.
"The functions of our government continue without interruption. Federal agencies in Washington which had to be evacuated today are reopening for essential personnel tonight, and will be open for business tomorrow. Our financial institutions remain strong, and the American economy will be open for business, as well.
The search is underway for those behind these evil acts. I've directed the full resources of our intelligence and law enforcement communities to find those responsible and to bring them to justice. We will make no distinction between the terrorists who committed these crimes and those who harbor them. I appreciate so very much the members of Congress who have joined me in strongly condemning these attacks. And on behalf of the American people, I thank the many world leaders who have called to offer their condolences and assistance.
America and our friends and allies join all those who want peace and security in the world, and we stand together to win the war against terrorism. Tonight, I ask of your prayers for all those who grieve, for the children whose worlds have been shattered, for all whose sense of safety and security has been threatened. And I pray they will be comforted by a power greater than any of us, spoken through the ages in Psalm 23: "Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me.
This is a day when all Americans from every walk of life unite in our resolve for justice and peace. America has stood down enemies before, and we will do so this time. None of us will ever forget this day. Yet, we go forward to defend freedom and all that is good and just in our world.
Thank you. Good night, and God Bless America."
At that the president left and there was immense clapping.
Liz wiped the tears from her face and tried to smile. "I just don't believe it," she said softly. "Can you?"
"No," Tracy said just as soft.
"Do you think we could help?" Legolas asked, voicing my thoughts.
"I don't know. Maybe we can try tomorrow. Right now I just want to go to bed and think," Liz said and excused herself.
"That does sound good. It has been quite a day," Tracy agreed and followed her.
Legolas and I sat in silence for a long time, to stunned to speak. Then we went to be, hardly looking forward to another day of hearing of the tragedy. Tomorrow they would probably know how many dead, or how many missing.
Oh, tomorrow would be better than today, but not by much.
Authors Note: To all those who lost their loved ones, I feel for you. I will never forget that Tuesday morning, when those two towers fell.
I look up to all the firefighters who, when everyone else in the building ran down, determined to get out, ran up, determined to save lives.
Did you know that more people died on 9-11 than in Pearl Harbor? Or have you forgotten? But, then again, those firefighters saved over 20,000 lives, making it the most successful rescue mission in the history of the United States of America.
Some say we shouldn't have gone to war. Others say President George W. Bush is leading this country to ruin. I'm not saying the war is right, nor am I saying that the war is wrong. I just think we all need to have a little faith, and remember how it felt on that day. How it felt to have so many people die, and how we all immediately wanted to be rid of evil deeds like that.
Darryl Worley's "Have You Forgotten?"
I hear people saying, we don't need this war
I say there's some things worth fighting for
What about our freedoms, and this piece of ground?
We didn't get to keep 'em, by backing down
They say we don't recognize the mess we're getting in
Before you start your preaching
Let me ask you this my friend
Have you forgotten, how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten, when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through, living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?
They took all the footage, off my T.V.
Said it's to disturbing, for you and me
It'll just breed anger, that's what the experts say
If it were up to me I'd show it everyday
Some say this country's just out looking for a fight
Well after 9-11 man, I'd have to say that's right
Have you forgotten, how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten, when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through, living hell
And we vowed to get the ones behind Bin Laden
Have you forgotten
I've been there with the soldiers
Who've gone away to war
And you can bet that they remember
Just what they're fighting for
Have you forgotten, all those people killed?
Yeah, some went down like heroes, in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten, 'bout our Pentagon?
All the loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don't you tell me not to worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten?
God Bless America, in this nearly the year two hundred twenty-eighth of the Independence of the USA.
Athena_goddess: Hi Julie! Ya, he is hott. LOL Hope you like this chapter!
Reaky: Well, when we first started writing this, the language barrier didn't occure to us. I guess we don't really have a reason. Sorry.
FaeOfDaRkNeSs: Ya, GC rox. I got the words right out of the CD insert, so I don't think any of them are wrong, but I did have to guess at the parts not in the insert. Sorry bout that. HA! Tracy's my counter part! LOL. She's really unlike me though. I could never get Legolas, so she's almost nothing like me.
Flying Squirrels: Sorry it took so long to update. I'll update once a week for the next three weeks, then who knows what. So sorry for the wait.
Hyper Senshi: U bet ur hyper! LOL. Jess wrote this, so piss at her if u dun like the GC part.
Curliqz08/elfofeternity7: so sorry this has taken so long to update! Keep writing ur story! It's really good!
Ok, now, on with the chapter! Jess wrote, so piss at her if you don't like it!
Chapter 12: Horrors
~Aragorn~
The girls left for work and showed us how to make sandwiches for lunch. Once the girls had left, Legolas turned off the music and sat down.
"Well, if anything, this concert will be very interesting," I said, trying to make conversation.
"Mmhm," Legolas murmured.
"What is wrong, Legolas," I asked.
"It is nothing, except, well...why must Middle Earth be at war? I was thinking, why is it so peaceful here, while at Middle Earth we don't also have peace!?! He finally blurted out.
"I do not know," I said, wondering. "But it can't be as peaceful here as it seems. Maybe they too had to get rid of an evil.
"Maybe."
Legolas seemed really stressed out about this, which I could understand. Many an elf had lost his life fighting to keep his land safe. To protect his families. To protect his friends. To protect himself.
I sat down on the couch next to him, and though of what he had said.
* * *
I saw Legolas grab a black rectangle off of a short table. He started tapping at the buttons. To our shock, a black box in front of us lit up. On it were pictures, moving pictures! Legolas tapped one button and it changed. Now it showed a yellow thing with holes in it.
"Odd," Legolas murmured.
"Yeah," I agreed.
He pushed the button again, and this time a man's face appeared on the screen.
"Good morning New York," he said. "Today in the stock market, the DOW is up 13 points, and the NASDAQ is up 12."
"What?" Legolas asked me.
"How should I know?" I answered back.
We spent a little while longer watching the man before pressing the button that had turned it on, which made it turn off.
* * *
We made ourselves a lunch. Even though we made a little bit of a mess (we cleaned it up) we were proud of ourselves.
We sat on the counter and ate slowly.
"So, what should we do today?" I said to Legolas, after swallowing.
"Hmm, maybe we could walk around the city. I wish to learn more about this place."
We finished our sandwiches and went outside. It was a beautiful day, though a little warm. I strode down the path towards the road.
"I see now why they called you Strider," Legolas commented, easily matching my pace.
"Oh, ha ha, elf boy. Personally, I'm glad I don't have your name."
"Why ever not," Legolas said, looking indignant.
"Well, it's an okay name, to those you don't know elfish."
Legolas lifted an eyebrow, silently questioning me.
"Legolas, your name translates to Greenleaves Greenleaf."
"So, at least I don't have 10 names!"
"I do not have 10 names! My name is ARAGORN! Others call me what they wish," I said, noticing that a lot of people were starting to stare at us.
We laughed at that and kept walking. I looked up at the signs of the buildings. Finally, I saw a name that I recognized.
"Here, a library. Maybe here we could learn about this place in there," I said, dragging Legolas in.
"Hello, welcome to the New York City Library. Feel free to look around. The adult section is to your left, the children to your right, and the intermediate in the middle," a woman behind a desk said to us, indicating with her hands.
"Thank you," I said, and headed to the left.
I was shocked by how many books there were, lined up on many, many shelves. We walked down the hall, and turned to look at a shelf labeled History.
We each pulled out several books and headed towards a table. We looked at the books we had picked. Two were labeled "The American Revolution." One read "The Civil War", and the other was labeled "The Persian Gulf War." As we read, I was shocked to find that this was definitely not a very peaceful place.
It seemed to me that every country wanted power and more land. Some were so willing that they attacked others just for one more square mile. I looked at the numbers of the dead; there were so many deaths.
We finished the books and put them back. We were leaving, when Legolas stopped. I turned to see why and saw several books. One with Frodo on the front, one with Legolas, and one with me!
We each grabbed a book and started reading. They were of our past, and of our future. I shut the book, unable to continue. I should not know what was to become of me, nor did I want to know.
We were back at home. We had just gotten back when the girls walked in.
* * *
"Hey guys," Liz said, dropping her things by the door.
"Sorry we are later than last time. The only way we are allowed to take a day off of work is to make up the hours," Tracy said, doing the same.
"So what did you two do today?"
Legolas answered enthusiastically, "We went to a library, and read!"
"Cool."
Tracy went and took a shower.
"So what did you read about," Liz asked after Legolas left to watch more of the man in the box.
"Many a thing. Mainly of the different wars here," I answered back.
"Of America, or of the world?"
"America."
"Oh."
Liz went into the bathroom and took a shower while I slept on the couch
* * *
We left the building, and Liz flagged down a car, called a taxi. We headed to Madison Square Garden. As we got closer, the street became more and more crowded. Liz paid the driver, and we got out.
* * *
As we came closer to a wooden platform, I saw more and more people screaming.
The men on the stage had already started singing.
* * *
We left the area, rode in another taxi and went to bed.
What is for breakfast?" I heard Legolas ask.
"Hm," a higher voice murmured, followed by sounds of cupboards opening. "How 'bout cereal?"
"Sounds good to me."
"What time is it?" I asked, trying to wipe the tiredness from my eyes.
"8:30," said another voice I recognized and I felt a kiss on my cheek. I groaned and pulled a pillow over my head, trying to go back to sleep.
"Oh, get up," Legolas said, grabbing the pillow from me.
With great effort, I pulled myself from the warmth. I walked over to the kitchen and ate a bowl of cereal.
Walking back into the other room, I saw Tracy flip on the news.
There was a screen of red, with white letters that read "Breaking News."
Then the screen changed to that of a burning building.
"Today, September 11th, 2001, at 8:47, this building, the North building of the World Trade Center was hit by a passenger plane. This occurred approximately 15 minutes ago. We are unsure of what happened, and whether it was an accident or an attack."
At that, I saw a large object in the corner of the screen, coming towards the fire. I also heard a loud buzzing sound coming from the television.
"Oh my God," Liz cried and turned from the screen.
A second later I understood why. This object (the person the television called it a plane) flew fight into the tall building next to one already burning. The building burst into fire at the top.
I could not believe it. I know people must have died on the impact, while others tried to escape.
* * *
The two towers, or as I heard them called, the Twin Towers, had fallen. Fallen in on themselves. Fallen upon people. People who had gone to do their jobs today, and people who would not be coming home.
There had been two more plane crashes: one on the 'Pentagon' and the other in a field in Pennsylvania. It was too hard to soak up; I was in shock. I could not get over that these were ordinary people. It could have been me; the though chilled me to the bone. It could have been anyone.
The 'president' (leader of this country) was scheduled to make a speech at 8:30 pm. It was nearly time.
Tracy turned up the volume and the face of a man came onto the screen.
"Good evening," he said. "Today, our fellow citizens, our way of life, our very freedom came under attack in a series of deliberate and deadly terrorists acts. The victims were in airplanes, or in their offices; secretaries, businessmen and women, military and federal workers; moms and dads, friends and neighbors. Thousands of lives were suddenly ended by evil, despicable acts of terror."
He continued, "The pictures of airplanes flying into buildings, fires burning, huge structures collapsing, have filled us with disbelief, terrible sadness, and a quiet unyielding anger. These act of mass murder were intended to frighten our nation into chaos and retreat. But they have failed; our country is strong."
This was answered with a lot of clapping.
"A great people has been moved to defend a great nation. Terrorist attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings, but they cannot touch the foundation of America. These acts shattered steel, but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve."
There was even more clapping here.
"America was targeted for attack because we're the brightest beacon for freedom and opportunity in the world. And no one will keep that light from shining."
He paused to take a sip of water.
"Today, our nation saw evil, the very worst of human nature. And we responded with the best of America- with the daring of our resolve workers, with the caring for strangers and neighbors who came to give blood and help in any way they could.
Immediately following the first attack, I implemented our government's emergency response plans. Our military is powerful, and it's prepared. Our emergency teams are working in New York City and Washington, D.C. to help with local efforts.
Our first priority is to get help to those who have been injured, and to take every precaution to protect our citizens at home and around the world from further attacks."
At this point, everyone burst out clapping and whistling.
"The functions of our government continue without interruption. Federal agencies in Washington which had to be evacuated today are reopening for essential personnel tonight, and will be open for business tomorrow. Our financial institutions remain strong, and the American economy will be open for business, as well.
The search is underway for those behind these evil acts. I've directed the full resources of our intelligence and law enforcement communities to find those responsible and to bring them to justice. We will make no distinction between the terrorists who committed these crimes and those who harbor them. I appreciate so very much the members of Congress who have joined me in strongly condemning these attacks. And on behalf of the American people, I thank the many world leaders who have called to offer their condolences and assistance.
America and our friends and allies join all those who want peace and security in the world, and we stand together to win the war against terrorism. Tonight, I ask of your prayers for all those who grieve, for the children whose worlds have been shattered, for all whose sense of safety and security has been threatened. And I pray they will be comforted by a power greater than any of us, spoken through the ages in Psalm 23: "Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me.
This is a day when all Americans from every walk of life unite in our resolve for justice and peace. America has stood down enemies before, and we will do so this time. None of us will ever forget this day. Yet, we go forward to defend freedom and all that is good and just in our world.
Thank you. Good night, and God Bless America."
At that the president left and there was immense clapping.
Liz wiped the tears from her face and tried to smile. "I just don't believe it," she said softly. "Can you?"
"No," Tracy said just as soft.
"Do you think we could help?" Legolas asked, voicing my thoughts.
"I don't know. Maybe we can try tomorrow. Right now I just want to go to bed and think," Liz said and excused herself.
"That does sound good. It has been quite a day," Tracy agreed and followed her.
Legolas and I sat in silence for a long time, to stunned to speak. Then we went to be, hardly looking forward to another day of hearing of the tragedy. Tomorrow they would probably know how many dead, or how many missing.
Oh, tomorrow would be better than today, but not by much.
Authors Note: To all those who lost their loved ones, I feel for you. I will never forget that Tuesday morning, when those two towers fell.
I look up to all the firefighters who, when everyone else in the building ran down, determined to get out, ran up, determined to save lives.
Did you know that more people died on 9-11 than in Pearl Harbor? Or have you forgotten? But, then again, those firefighters saved over 20,000 lives, making it the most successful rescue mission in the history of the United States of America.
Some say we shouldn't have gone to war. Others say President George W. Bush is leading this country to ruin. I'm not saying the war is right, nor am I saying that the war is wrong. I just think we all need to have a little faith, and remember how it felt on that day. How it felt to have so many people die, and how we all immediately wanted to be rid of evil deeds like that.
Darryl Worley's "Have You Forgotten?"
I hear people saying, we don't need this war
I say there's some things worth fighting for
What about our freedoms, and this piece of ground?
We didn't get to keep 'em, by backing down
They say we don't recognize the mess we're getting in
Before you start your preaching
Let me ask you this my friend
Have you forgotten, how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten, when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through, living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?
They took all the footage, off my T.V.
Said it's to disturbing, for you and me
It'll just breed anger, that's what the experts say
If it were up to me I'd show it everyday
Some say this country's just out looking for a fight
Well after 9-11 man, I'd have to say that's right
Have you forgotten, how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten, when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through, living hell
And we vowed to get the ones behind Bin Laden
Have you forgotten
I've been there with the soldiers
Who've gone away to war
And you can bet that they remember
Just what they're fighting for
Have you forgotten, all those people killed?
Yeah, some went down like heroes, in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten, 'bout our Pentagon?
All the loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don't you tell me not to worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten?
God Bless America, in this nearly the year two hundred twenty-eighth of the Independence of the USA.