What do you think of my poem?

The cost of 911 By Micheal Tyree

On the day the towers fell

We watched in awe - a living hell

The lives are lost

America’s cost

Or at least a down payment.

We say we are one

But the only one is I,

Don’t offend me … or I will cry.

I will tattle and b###h,

It hurts me so,

I will speak for you,

I will let you know.

Take care of each other,

Survival of the fittest depends on one another.

Stand together -

Look at what is best for all,

Or continue this path,

I don’t care – it’s your call!

Dictators are seen as one

Now we have one in every crowd.

The price of unity together as one

Means to get off of your cloud,

Work together, Fight the fight,

And make those who died proud.