An International Monument
Not a mosque, or a temple or a church!
As high as a mountain,
There were two of them,
They rose high above the ground
They were quite a pair, stout
Reaching for the skies
As if they wanted everyone to rise.
To find what lies
Above clouds plights.
Like a father and a mother
They stood so tall, two pillars,
Unable to contain their pride
By the presence of folks worldwide.
So high like the hopes of all mankind
To see a world that could wind
Upon the laws of fair exchange
Trying hard to adapt to time change.
But all came tumbling down; cries,
Silenced by a dragon's spit fires.
Rising high, dark clouds of ashes
Burying all these hopes to ashes
Only weeping could one hear
From above and from below, tears
Anger for not seeing the beast
Before it came for its terrible feast.
However from these ashes
A new spirit rose, bravery unmatched
A unity of people, unseen before
Let us continue to uphold their honor
Build an international memorial monument
A Holy Ground for all to come and pray in reverence.
With these words engraved:
“He will wipe their tears away
For never again shall one lift a hand
To strike another in His name
One Family under God, we pray!”
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 08.21.10
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