Across a pond a televisual church;
Displaying Armageddon unforeseen;
Our continent with theirs united: merged;
When British eyes ‘came glued to godless screens.
We fell at once into our chairs and pews;
As unbelievability unfurled;
A sermon painted in horrific hue;
An unprophetic evil unforetold.
A pestilential fever plagued glue-eyes;
Whilst fire and brimstone spoke destructive psalm;
And as this story true yet not devised;
For us to bear: a cross, to offer: alms.
Yet as not concrete-steel nor God protect;
So hopeless was each prayer and genuflect.
Two planes: our past and future would converge;
One outcome proving difficult and rare;
Four aeroplanes took flight while death emerged;
A five-walled building torn apart by air.
Into a field appeared the scythe of woe;
Aluminum and alloys razed a pair;
And those who should be allies proved the foe;
With perpetrators underground in lairs.
Political decisions at the root;
Retaliating badness’ voice was spoke;
And heard: a falling body, found: a foot;
Relations parted hearts – forever broke.
Horrific by the number, lies dispersed;
Impossible to sum by mournful verse.
So good they built you twice.
So good they razed you twice.
The girl that I was dating – she never did come home. She had to stay right there, where destiny’s morality spoke: “You two can’t be a pair”.
The husband that I married – he never did return. He didn’t come back home, and stayed until mortality said “Wife, live your life alone“.
The best mate I’d befriended went in for the others, an ironclad loving heart. Religious immorality spoke: “Here’s your friend in parts”.
The me born in September has never been the same. I stayed until I ceased. I’ll be forever damaged ’til Mankind combines in peace.