We are the, we are the, class of thirteen
Today, we remember. We remember those who were killed on impact, those who burned, those who jumped, and those who were never found. We remember those who lost their husbands, their wives, their mommies and daddies, their sisters and brothers, their best friends, their children. We remember.
Born in the era of humility
Today, we mourn. We mourn the memory of those lost, those who went before their time. We mourn our loss of innocence as a nation, the loss of trust. We mourn for those who had to sit in those planes, and listen to their loved ones lie and tell them it'll be alright, and had to tell them that no, it wouldn't be alright, but that they loved them more than anything. We mourn.
We are the desperate and in the decline
Today, we pray. No matter what religion we are, we pray to whatever unknown that those lost souls made it okay. We pray for the ones left behind, the ones left to miss them, the ones left to wish it h