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Does it Hurt?
That's what people keep asking me.
Does it Hurt?
Why can't you let me be.

Memories of that night
Come flowing back into my head.
The terrors and the screams
Of bombs while I sleep in bed.

Does it Hurt?
The memories I keep inside.
Does it Hurt?
The things I try to hide.

I watch as US soldiers
Walk up and down the streets.
They say that Bush
Will have the terrorists beat.

Does it Hurt?
When I try to speak of it.
Does it Hurt?
When I have terror fits.

I listened to the news
Of terrorists with bombs.
I listened as I heard
of all things that are wrong.

Does it Hurt?
When I think of my lost.
Does it Hurt?
As I think of all the costs.

The Twin Towers are gone.
Families are gone.
And we, as people,
Now share one bond.

Does it Hurt?
As I sob into my pillow.
Does it Hurt?
As people call me Weeping Willow.

911 has passed
But the scare is still new.
My mother says to forgive the past.
This is what I shall do.