Please Scroll Down to See Forums Below 
The Ranger
New member
Angels Without Wings
Our Nation is in mourning,
They say she'll never heal.
Terror in the skies still vivid,
But this Country does not yield.
Soulful sounds of Bagpipes,
Flags half-mast across the land.
Sobs echo from a lonely wife,
And a child too young to understand.
In far away, hostile lands,
They dance at our Country's fall.
While these Angels without Wings,
Are now names engraved on walls.
America could not realize,
The terror they watched throughout the night.
And the Hero's who never questioned,
The evil they were willing to fight.
Just the very thought,
Brought a tear to the Nations eye.
At home, Mother's and loved ones,
Pulled together...Prayed and cried.
These Angels without Wings,
Among the rubble in eternal sleep.
This Nation shall never forget them,
And together we continue to weep.
From the Police Stations and Firehouses,
Across the killing skies of time.
In muddied boots they rushed to help,
Our friends...Yours and mine.
We shall hear their laughter no longer,
These brave souls have passed away.
And the world is somewhat poorer,
For a part of our Nation died today.
Yes, these are our Hero's,
Who lived their life with strife.
They served this Country and fellow man,
And yet sacraficed their life.
This Nation begins it's healing,
From the ruins of this horrible scene.
But, let us not forget these Hero's,
These Angels without Wings.
And now they stand before our God,
Down here the Church Bells ring.
I know our God is smiling,
For our Angels earned their Wings.
Ranger
Our Nation is in mourning,
They say she'll never heal.
Terror in the skies still vivid,
But this Country does not yield.
Soulful sounds of Bagpipes,
Flags half-mast across the land.
Sobs echo from a lonely wife,
And a child too young to understand.
In far away, hostile lands,
They dance at our Country's fall.
While these Angels without Wings,
Are now names engraved on walls.
America could not realize,
The terror they watched throughout the night.
And the Hero's who never questioned,
The evil they were willing to fight.
Just the very thought,
Brought a tear to the Nations eye.
At home, Mother's and loved ones,
Pulled together...Prayed and cried.
These Angels without Wings,
Among the rubble in eternal sleep.
This Nation shall never forget them,
And together we continue to weep.
From the Police Stations and Firehouses,
Across the killing skies of time.
In muddied boots they rushed to help,
Our friends...Yours and mine.
We shall hear their laughter no longer,
These brave souls have passed away.
And the world is somewhat poorer,
For a part of our Nation died today.
Yes, these are our Hero's,
Who lived their life with strife.
They served this Country and fellow man,
And yet sacraficed their life.
This Nation begins it's healing,
From the ruins of this horrible scene.
But, let us not forget these Hero's,
These Angels without Wings.
And now they stand before our God,
Down here the Church Bells ring.
I know our God is smiling,
For our Angels earned their Wings.
Ranger
