Still
the Eagle soars
Our Darkest
hour came on a sun filled Tuesday morn
Worst fears
and nightmares suddenly, violently born
From the sky
she viewed what she was never meant to see
The Great
Eagle bore witness to the thing that should not be
Her heart stood
still as the great towers did surely fall
Only to beat
again as she heard a mighty call
They came
in great numbers, swiftly and brave
To find the
fallen many, to see who they could save
Through the
smoke and fire, she spread her wings to shield
Those who
risk it all, the hearts that will not yield
The task at
hand, too grim, too much, too soon
To find those
trapped in a dark cold tomb
Now she turns
toward the open sky
From her beak
comes the battle cry
To seek the
evil out from high above
To bring those
down who dare hunt the Dove
As her sister
stands for Peace, She now stands for war
A taste for
vengeance as she's never felt before
Yet she shrieks
a warning to those who act in haste
Do not punish
those simply for their race
She reminds
us now not let anger blind us, to be consumed by our rage
Not to attack
the innocent or be doomed to be evil's slave
We must remember
the wisdom of Eagle's sister Dove
We are a Nation
of Freedom, as well as Peace and Love
Still the Eagle
Soars with the Dove right by her side
Each carries
the burden to keep Freedom alive
Those who
target the Dove, must now all beware
The Eagle
has been awakened, and her Talons brought to bare
Dedicated
to those who lost their lives, their loved ones, the rescuers and our country.
God Bless
the United States of America.
© Scott Patrick Beagin, Sr. September 17, 2001
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