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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tell us of folks with conscience clear on terror; of trusted neo terrorists that oust teams, terrorizing thousands... near, far, and wide May it marinate in their minds; peace and equality are as grated rind with scent of pure zing... unlike vexed souls, bent on terrorism Just last night, amid day light, before photographer's sky, right in spring's warmth... such unforgiving moment of sudden fright Thunderous wondrous sounds of bombs whirred, then cease, and just like that came sight of flight 8430, blown to fallen pieces of debris I saw red, white, and blue of American airlines's plane, meshed with chaos just as those blown to smithereens during 9ll... Still I'll fly. Why shouldn't I? In this land of plenty, we won't share cowardice with tyrants of immorality; not on their watch! freedom bell has rung for everyone free of contentions "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." (... they knew not...) Flight 8430 felt Coup DE main... not of You, Great God of earth, sky, and dew I shan't forget humongous, booming sounds of invisible bombs that flew and flung sudden terror so near, i hastened with thoughts of Islam and coercion Of intimidation, degradation, castration; of trepidation, and mutilation that moved me to see martyrdom in terrorism as ignoble affiliations I'm due like you to sit snug and breathe with ease here and now, without quest; will I survive or will I have time to utter one final goodbye Night's stream of consciousness was dream, dear God, but Your world need You... only You; by power of Your might, turn terror to unadulterated thanksgiving; so As we ponder canvas of sky with eyes beyond clouds; we'll grace life with courage; for we shall over come with hope, with aims, and with our dreams. *
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