Our Brothers To Be Avenged

Here in the city flats With congregations of millions by and by Mindless to all but directional front Café’s are open for breakfast and brunch Architectural brilliance touches the eye A Broadway quartet in top hats. Copper beauty stands over her masses Shining freedom borne from a free mason’s fight Resides herein a king of this empire state With places enchanting where lovers date A bumper’s kiss in the morning’s light When coffee spills from Styrofoam glasses. Concrete drafted magnificence Two brothers stand in the open Beauty outstretched to scrape the sky Within the clouds where steel birds fly Cord box rides to a hundred and ten Glass borne images of sunlight sense. The world sees you empire state The wretched poor and mass defined You are to those who wish to be free A breath of sincerity and will to be For all has a right to freedoms un-lined You are the way of the golden gate. To others yet to tempted force And religion tends the foreign man Absurd are you; in worldly shame Built as a pawn of Hades game To break the king and slaughter the lambs On silver birds comes the hoarse. Brings to face foundations hinge Screams in confusion of twisted steel Zeus has commanded to clear the sky Two brothers to fall and thousands to die A people broken of a moments will And stronger still Our brothers to be avenged.