Each Twin Tower encased in steel bower
Billowing masts did to horizon crest, as the fibrous
sunflower
Wrought to withstand the shearing winds and the
mightiest shower
A symbol of America's limitless capital and economic
power
Perched on the precipice of greatness until 911's
sentient hour
In a prescient moment, steel caissons did the steel
girders scour
Mighty sentinels of the skyline succumbed to a roaring
stour
In the dust-swept corridors, the shell-shocked
remnants did cower
Anon, as residual to the surface imploded; exploded a
national fervor
As free enterprises' symbols crumbled in New York's
harbor
A wave of national pride rumbling across the fruited
plains did succor
With steeled nerves and stealthy acumen did lab our
Our tarnished symbols of freedom to defend with
unblemished might, valor
In faraway lands, in shielded hovels, bastions; tracked
enemy with vigor
With soaring wings and pounding hooves, girded with
invincible armor
Did fleece the brigand cowards restoring the nation's
honor
Categories:
stour, anniversary
Form: Rhyme
No man knows the exact day or hour
But charlatans continually preach of an Armageddon stour
Over fallow fields they their abrasive treatises scour
Softening the hard, unyielding ground as a tidy, careful plower
With visions of doomsday they fertile hearts do shower
Their seeds annually spring up as the perennial flower
With self-aggrandizing statements, continually their banal egos empower
Prophesying the cataclysmic end from their ivory tower
Predicting a scourging blight on every shielded bower
With their fleecing mantra distill a warning so dour
Ignorant patrons dispossess themselves of temporal treasures and cower
With presentiments of fearsome events that will this evil world devour
If only they would throw off the yoke of parochial tenets, emboldening discerning spirits with valour
Their hungry hearts would the chaff disperse and process the truthful remnant into a satiating flour
Categories:
stour, angst, dedication, devotion, faith,
Form: Rhyme