Freedom on the way to nation’s pray,

Freedom bursts through random prey,

Freedom torches life along its way!

What is freedom? What it may?

Death has bleached its pleasant ray.

Stomped by war, the freedom lays.

Freedom fighters they always say.

Where is truth when it must stay?

Freedom is a ransom, we must pay.

Day in, day out, and day by day,

Unity aligning, everything is still gray,

Patience, hope, and love will end the fray,

Time will edit this scripted play...

-Mordechai Hanuko 5969

In memory of victims of 9/11 and all other terrorist attacks.

In G-d is our hope and trust!