Amos , thanks for the help. Computers came rather late in life for me. I followed your suggestions including a cohesive rhythm and rhyme.

In the early morning hours, there were ghosts up in the sky. In a land that loved its freedom, and the towers that stood high .

In the early morning hours with enemies on their way,

we had no decent warning, on that clear September day

They loved their God and aimed the planes for the wrath their god had wrought.

A man with a black beard,said "you deserve just what you got"

A faceless enemy attacked NY ...with AIRPLANES, FUEL AND KNIVES . They did not care who they killed, children men or wives.

They fell holding hands.We watched as they burned.

We watched children dancing in the street from lessons they had learned.

After all the God damn wars , for some God that is above,

now Saudis and their great god say its just a little shove.

The heros at ground zero were soaked in blood and guts.

If you think we'll just leave it here you are sadly fuckin nuts.

Wisdom and compassion's out, we have all agreed.

If it is a god we fight lets see if he can bleed.

The faceless enemies were all here, and we scarcely gave a glance.

While in their hearts and minds was Allah's violence. The love of God has promised you, that you'll change the course of time.

The depth and horror of your hate, was to us, the greatest crime.

Somewhere tonight, there is the man that plots his sacred war. Plots the deaths, plots the costs and how to even the score. It is not for God , it is not for love but for a family he has lost.

The war he wants at his request is another holocaust.

An eye for an eye, a scar in the sky, the shock and horror for families that cried.

We will find a way, to teach you,

you will learn or you will die.

Its not god that hated freedom,

it was a bearded man that lied.

Its not god that hated freedom ,

it was a bearded man that lied