The moment, the shameful moment
When the wicked airplanes crashed
Into the World Trade Center
And the magnificent buildings collapsed.

The moment, the sorrowful moment
When thousands of precious lives
Were very cruelly extinguished,
Leaving so many families bereft.

The moment, the ruthless moment
When the crazy wrong thought
Struck into the morbid foolish mind
To use commercial planes as missiles.

The moment, the grievous moment
When they gave up their futile lives
To murder thousands of the innocent.
But for what?  For what?!

The moment, the last sad moment
When the beloved kissed good-bye
With the fond hope to see the face again,
But never, never, ever again.

The moment, the mournful moment
When so many hearts were broken,
So many eyes were weeping dry.
Oh, God, dost Thou behold on high?