The Unthinkable

On that eleventh bloody day The clock of three hundred years of freedom Was quickly reversed. On that ninth bloody month One hundred and forty years of peace Were foolishly wasted. The tallest walls of the strongest pillars of earth Were smashed into rubbles. The military brain of the most powerful Was bitterly shaken and moved And its economic might seriously humbled. The unthinkable indeed became a reality When the days of the crusades and jihad, Were almost repeated When that radical arm of that religio – political society, Penetrated the defences of that well defended country