A human heart is born so fragile; to bear so very little

Yet we carry it all still and perhaps more than can be borne
You rebuild; but still you remember them all with reverence
All the heroes and innocents of a slowing September sun
I could not bear it as you, without a recourse to darkness
I watch the ten year remembrance, hear the names read
I think God bless America for it is the land of the brave
Ever no ground zero; only a place where each was a hero