They tried to knock us to our knees.
They dealt a crushing blow.
We stood and watched in terror as
The peace we’ve come to know
Was sliced by planes made missiles,
And torn from hearts that wept.
‘Twas trampled ‘neath the bloody dust,
In ways we can’t accept.
As colleagues ran in terror
From all engulfing fires,
We witnessed heroes in the smoke
Who’s bravery yet inspires.
We saw a mighty city scape
Collapse before our eyes.
We listened as it crushed our hopes,
And stilled those muted cries.
But rising from those ashes,
A country proud and tough
Who standing tall and strong once more
Will call that coward’s bluff.
They can not daunt our spirit.
This country will prevail.
Together we can ride this storm,
And stand against the gale.
Through ashes, carnage, rubble
Our spirit will endure.
Security may have been breached.
Our honor stands secure.
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yes, never give in or give up but rebuild and improve, great stuff!