September 11th 2001 Epilogue

September 11th 2001 The world was in a down pour, raining, down, in clouds of dust, came the tall. A compassionate world, is still remaining steadfast and strong, - for them all, all those who kept refraining, all those who took the fall, and in their flight, in the trap, answered the call. B. J. “A” 2 October 4th, 2013 September 11th 2001, a sad, sad day, devils took wing like a swarm of insane wasps setting out to destroy, to sting the hearts of innocent angels, bringing them down, on their spiralling flight towards the ground. In fear, in anguish, in despair and in pain, crushed, and into the earth, by plane ! Their voices never to be heard, not a sound, not a word from the angels, as they lie all around, under man’s dreams, his creation, thought so sound, waiting to be found, be counted !, and set free, to be more than an emotion, a memory in the sand, and the sands of time, where some give them life in rhymes. Then, upon solar winds, carried to other realms, in other times. B. J. “A” 2 February 21st, 2002 Epilogue Twelve years later and one still has to wonder ?, why these insane, fools took humanity asunder !, believing, seventy two virgins awaited them, each man who believed in what was interpreted from the Qur'an. This says a lot about organized religions, and their agenda ! Could any intelligent person, really stand up and defenda such an absurd, insane and ridiculous a notion ? What sane man would want to be in that motion ?, once, never mind seventy two times. Ego ?, power ?, prestige ?, such crimes, for there is more pain then pleasure for the seventy two and what is there ?, really ?, in it for you, other than a myth you are foolish enough to believe in and that is, truly, your incomprehensible, insane sin. B. J. “A” 2 October 4th, 2013