I wrote this poem a few days after September 11, 2001. I was angry, and had I not been past the age where I could serve, I would have enlisted and did my best to bring bin Laden and men like him to justice. At long last, someone has done what we all demanded be done. I am still angry, and I am not afraid of the lunatics that wish to destroy us simply because we do not believe as they do. The following are my thoughts from those dreadful days after we were attacked, and even though much has changed–even in our country–I continue to believe the words I wrote back then.
This Eagle
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They have tread where they should not
They dance in their street
We see them; we know their hearts
They praise god, but know not His wrath
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Our towers have fallen
Our buildings smolder and crumble still
We search hopefully for survivors
Knowing they be few
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Our leaders promise retribution
We demand it
These men are evil cowards
They must be removed from this earth
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We have spent our day on our knees
We will continue to cry for our dead
But now it is time to rise to our feet
We must not allow our freedom, our skies
To be stolen from us
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The enemy has come into our house
They have made the most grievous of errors
We are the United States of America
The most powerful nation in the world
The world will hear this eagle scream
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Copyright © 2001 C. Mashburn
Sherry Mashburn said
AMEN!