New York bleeds...
Twin towers of pride in smithereens
Beneath lie departed in bliss
In thousands
Oblivious of the terror unleashed in its wake
The sorrow of their family
The heroism of their countrymen.
A war has just commenced.
Holy?
Unlikely to end in the immediate future
Eleventh Spetember 8.50 a.m. EST.
A defining moment in world history
Who'll win?
Who'll lose?
Victims.
Perpetrators.
Time will unfold
A greater tragedy?
Carnage
Orders of magnitude higher?
World war III
Preparations are afoot to outdo adversaries
Just a group of fanatics
Will they succeed in their evil design?
Will our world suffer a similar fate
As tragic as twin towers?
Humans on list of endangered species
Doomsday knocks at our door
Strive one last time, we must
Substitute love where there is hate
Eliminate the cause at minimal cost
Herculean task
Yet try we must
Try, try, try again.
(This is an old poem written immediately after the Twin Tower strike)
