By mark matheny
Ominous birds with wings spread abroad
hell-bent on a path of death.
Not a soul in those glorious Towers aware
of the terror that flew in the dawn!
Cowards! They were! and cowards they be!
Who hide in the shadows-waiting to destroy an innocent life.
No conscience to speak of-no heart to feel compassion.
Just self dilusion, based on selfish gain
will we not take notice of children they've slain?
Call out the Brave Ones, let them raise their guns high!
Take the rebels to judgment- time for the wicked to die!
The towers have fallen, with the humble ones too.
But the Holy One cometh to repay the wicked his due!
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