In remeberance.

[Dastal]

Infamy
And darkness shall come,
And in its grave tracks,
A plane that was to crash,
Blasting on a moneyed shack.

The Nation's very core,
Was what was to be hit,
As though 'twas in,
Cazed, mad man's fit.

WTC
Two towers so high,
Fifty thousand strong,
Drew death's planes nigh.

And in their wake,
Deloslations stread,
In the captitol,
To kill armed feds.

The cry of all men,
Shall long endure,
For revenge great,
And justice pure.

And the lesoon learned,
Dulche et dracorum est,
Pro padria mortis,
Was leaned not to be best.

And now cities flood,
With mourners tears,
Staring news with eyes,
Hearing it with ears.

And so it was shown,
How great among nations morn,
Through fire and tears,
Past those those who do scorn.
-Robert Dellsy, 2001

In remembereance of they who die on this day. This day which shall live in infamy. Forever.

Copyright Dastalar Productions 2001. All rights reserved.

[Shadow Sandrock]

That is a good poem. Thank you.

[Dastal]

Thanks

[semper memoria.}-{Always remembering]

[Aegis]

The new day of Infamy....