Never Forget

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Images of the World Trade Center, 1970-2001

the buildings gray stood grand and tall the proudest prize of man's bright call none dared to think that one might fall thus glist'ning in the sun the perfect morning sun from cherished ground each tower rose with strength and structure, grandiose and steady through what nature blows designer minds had wrought their best, or so we thought but some small men with missing parts brought caliphates with fits and starts their twisted aims from twisted hearts would make examples, clear the things we held, so dear there wields no sharper blade or knife than those which can't thus value life oh deep that wound of careless strife cut by an empty soul an empty, barren soul they flew that morn from foreign lands these rotten souls, with hateful hands with peopled planes at their commands and hate their only cause a beast with deadly claws one at-a-time straight 'head they flew 'midst cloudless skies and vault of blue they stabbed their evil arrows through the hearts of all mankind death's rattle left behind those towers melted, crumpled ... fell and brought a grief no one could quell there on the news, straight out of hell that horror lay unfurled the weeping of a world two decades gone, the wounds remain those birthed from promise gone insane lost catafalques, like tears through rain that make no earthly sense death smirks as God relents please, teach our wee ones how it was that heav'n did laud such twisted cause and burned our bright and wondrous Oz with fire's heinous flash turned wonder into ash how can it be that monsters, thus now wear a mask that looks like us? how can we learn, again, to trust? still, from those ashes, then the grandest dreams of men ... through hope, can rise again.

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Robert Lindley

Date: 6/2/2021 8:57:00 AM

Absolutely a great masterpiece my dear friend! Yes, from start to finish every verse magnificently true and golden. Another gift that yet again reveals that you truly are indeed a true and master poet. A fav- a true gem.. God bless..

Juliet Ligon

Date: 5/30/2021 9:10:00 PM

A masterpiece--- from the rhyme scheme to your unique retelling of the tragedy. My favorite lines: "some small men with missing parts" and "how can it be that monsters, thus now wear a mask that looks like us?" Adding to favs!