WHEN DEATH CAME FROM THE SKY
The morning sparkled like a gem
the air was warm and dry
it was a nearly perfect day
when death, came from the sky.
On the eleventh of September
in the year two thousand-one,
America watched in horror
as they witnessed terror come.
With not a thought of life’s import
for themselves or of innocents to die
the madmen smiled with great delight
when death came from the sky.
Martyrs for some heinous cause
they looked beyond this earth,
but what kind of god would welcome them?
Surely not, a god of worth!
No, they will not enter heaven
and no virgins will they spy
but, they’ll dwell long in Satan’s realm,
for the day that death came from the sky!
***
Jack Downing
Sept. 11, 2009
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Such a sad and awful day summarized in your poem. They will see their justice, as you write.
That is what I’m thinking too Audrey!!
Thank you for your comment.
One of (if not) THE Best poems from you, Jake! It says it all.
I do not know how to thank you for this comment Denise.. Very meaningful to say the least. God bless and help us all!
Now fits for Aleppo and far too many other places. By the way have you checked out the USS Zumwalt ? Wow !
History repeats itself.. That is one fine ship, isn’t it? I saw it a few months ago, someone sent me an e-mail when she went on sea trials. Have a great Sunday my friend.