Terrorists, zealots or anarchists who put their own personal agendas ahead of the lives of innocent people have shown themselves to be cowardly and less than human. They, as well as their sponsors, harborers or enablers , therefore, do not have the right to be judged fairly by the very rule of law they seek to destroy.
The Before
The After
Memorial to Pan Am 103 Victims
The Before
The After
Memorial Wreath In The Ocean
Off Long Island
The Before
The During
The Pentagon
Shanksville, Pennsylvania
The World Trade Center
To TWA Flight 800, Pan Am 103, The Pentagon,
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Field in Pennsylvania & The World Trade Center
Disaster struck this Entourage,
A Jet Plane doomed; no bon Voyage;
What made it fall, from Skies, dislodge,
In Waters, deep, to camouflage,
All Pieces of its Fuselage;
Blank Radar Screens, perhaps, Mirage;
Fuel Tank Mishaps; Missile Barrage,
Cruel Accident, Prank, Sabotage?In Scottish Air, o’er Lockerbie,
They shattered Pan Am 103;
More untold, Human Tragedy,
Of Hamas Misdeeds; Tyrrany;
Oh Killers, cold, claimed Piety,
Then slaughtered, maimed; caused Agony;
Though quite unfair, it's Irony,
Qadafi, lives, in Tripoli!Twin Towers, tall, that used to be,
A Symbol, sure, for Nations free;
Brought down, in Moments, suddenly,
By schizoid Acts, pure Anarchy,
Devoid of all Morality;
Lost Folks, still sought, among Debris;
Sad Fam'lies fraught, with Misery,
Mad Violence; Insanity!Poor Martyrs crashed, in Flames, aroar,
Thence ever changed, the Games of War;
Fanatics, damned, deranged, hard-core,
Could kill themselves and give what for,
To Infidels, they’d loathe, abhor;
Blind, rabid Rage; Fear, Angst in Store,
Each Victim's Fate, they will ignore,
So no one’s safe, here, anymore!Assassins, vile, in any Case,
Destroy, defile, divide, debase,
Would teach their Young to hate, for Race;
While People, die, in Horror, face,
A Holocaust that leaves no Trace,
Just broken Hearts; crushed, rubbled Space;
Yet, Jihads false, uproot, displace,
Betray Islam and God disgrace!Defenseless Souls get hurt again,
Their Pain, Distress beyond our Ken;
Al-Qaeda Cells of bin Laden,
Would threaten ev’ry Citizen,
With senseless Mayhem, now and then;
We'll never know, just Where or When,
Nor Why we’ve slain our fellow Men;
Apocalypse; Armageddon!It matters not; how hard we try,
We’ll ne’er agree; see Eye to Eye,
With Zealots, hot, who live their Lie;
They’d Mass Destruct; let Anthrax fly,
Spray Chemicals; Nerve Gas supply,
To slay us all; they’ve gone awry;
If 'Rules, Geneva' don’t apply,
We may just kiss the World good-bye!Experience has shown, it seems,
That History repeats its Themes;
Repression, Vengeance, evil Schemes,
More anguished Cries or hellish Screams;
Obsession, Terror, to Extremes,
By racist Taliban Regimes;
We'll take what comes; whate'er Life deems,
Then heal, repair, rebuild our Dreams!
Remember Nine One One"
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© Howard B. Eskin 2001