September 11, 2001

Shrieks of horror ring through the canyons Of Manhattan Hundred story monoliths come crashing down By plan of Terror While the pentagonal symbol of our countries defense In Washington Is pierced like a water balloon and left to drain Terror, again, to blame An entire world stunned by the unmistakable truth Here and abroad A coordinated hi-jacking of not one, or two, but FOUR planes How clever is terror Our floors festooned with metal detectors, Our ceilings replete with video-cams; Specially trained people to watch the crowds, Radar loops that scan our perimeters. More police than we’ve ever had before, CIA, FBI, the men with no name; Soldiers, Navy, Air Force, the vaunted Marine; None can see past Terror’s door. For this guy Terror, he’s very clever you see; Hiding in the shadow of our everyday lives, He sends out warriors dressed in the garb of angels; Lancing our backs while we try to be free. We can’t think like him, not at this time, or ever; He fights on faith, death is no matter. And, what does he win, this coward, this killer of babes? Just wait, and I’ll tell you, or so endeavor. When he sees a man whose family is gone, weeping on TV, He wins. When he sees a woman, talking with her lower lip quivering, He wins. When he sees crowds panic and run over each other fleeing, He wins. When he sees a bloodied child wander numbly through streets, He wins. When he sees a twisted, crushed tricycle laying on a road, He wins. When he sees shoeless, tattered people begging for succor, He wins. When he sees plumes of smoke and flame drifting to the sky, He wins. And, what can we do to him, kill him you say? He still wins. In death, he becomes a martyr, thousands call his name, He wins. It would be far better, if we could bring him to trial; In a world tribunal of sorts. There, the full story could be told, atrocities and all; Must hurry, before his life he aborts. Reveal all about him, so people of all persuasions, Can see him for the monster he is. For, Terror is friend to none, not even his own people; And all must be made to believe this. For, being exposed, and despised by his own people; Is the only thing that Terror does fear. So, let’s catch him, not kill him; display him for all to see, And show that no God would rule by fear.How do you deter terrorism? They [the terrorists] fear neither death nor imprisonment.... Written September 11th, 2001 © on Sep 11 2001 10:06 AM PST, Brazos Mason   10 • 0 • 9