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!
Sept. 11, 2009
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