The Eagle Weeps Tribute To September 11th
Bold and beautiful she soars high
her wings towards the open sky
September the 11th, a day of mar
to see the damage from afar
her eyes filled with tears
Her voice tremors and swears,
"THIS NATION I HOLD SO DEAR
THE WEIGHT ALONE I CANNOT BARE"!
Her wings stretched out to soar
she attempts to wrap the wage of war
in a sullen sense of grief
she weeps and soars to a place of peace
In a soft voice she sobs,
"THIS NATION I HOLD SO DEAR
THE WEIGHT ALONE I CANNOT BARE"!
From within the darkness a light appears
and takes away the feeling of fear
behold her eyes she sees a sign
of life alive and glory from high
men of color, armor and pride
upon their nest they work in stride
red, white, blue with the stars of night
emerges from the deepest of fright
With outstretched wings and a loud voice she cries,
"THIS NATION I HOLD SO DEAR
THE WEIGHT ALONE I DO NOT BARE"!
T Reams published in the news paper on 10/5/2001
The first poem I have ever written
Contest sponsored by: Nayda Negron 'Inspiration'
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