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A Questing Eulogy
It is nearing 09/11 I feel the years roll back And what I wish was just a dream Consumes me with the coldest fact. That unwary citizens that day About their daily task Came face to face with hateful death And fell beneath his grinding axe. What legacy, what epitaph Can justify their deaths? A stinging gauntlet slapped our face For years the challenge went unmet. So long the villain did run free The whole world knew his name It was Osama Bin Laden We laid to rest Saddam Hussein. A tale to tell our young ones I know not yet what history say Only time can dull the awful pain But I still get sick about that day. My heart never cease to ache I dream of souls in agony. Why does it seem that just the bereaved Can grasp my questing eulogy. For awhile it seemed we'd never see Sharp justice bye and bye Some wagged their heads to realize We had no ' catcher in the rye.' A healing came I can't explain To fill the hollow depth Ground zero is recovering It seems that most the tears are wept. Then a mystery befell us Something never seen in history The first black U.S. president And our 'catcher' soon to be. Not at all what we expected Yet it happened just the same By his hand Bin Laden was bested And the world 'seemed' right again. Yet There's a tide that's rising in the south And rumors of an eastern gale The west best post a strong lookout And then, if all else fail.....? RETA PRUITT August 18, 2016
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