September 11

The World was crashed in that black hour, when Twin
In fire and smoke has falling in ruin.

The World is crashed. We can't turn back way,
But after a years what we all could say?

What we could tell to them, who celebrate
The tragedy as victory of hate,

To them, who willing be as blind as deaf
And putting their own life in dirty hands,

To them, who are conducting gamble game –?
What could we tell to them, to all of them?

Could we choose NOT the World, where dominate
Misunderstanding, ignorance and hate…?


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