13 Sep 01 - 07:56 PM (#549433) Subject: Poem for 9/11: 'Ultimatum For Man' From: Marion Ultimatum for Man
Now the frontiers are all closed.
We cannot escape any longer.
At last we who have been running away must turn and face it.
Love is no longer a theme for eloquence, Copyright © 1976 by Peggy Pond Church |
14 Sep 01 - 12:32 AM (#549681) Subject: RE: Poem for 9/11: 'Ultimatum For Man' From: GUEST,Genie Thanks for posting this. Genie |
11 Sep 07 - 02:34 PM (#2146591) Subject: RE: Poem for 9/11: 'Ultimatum For Man' From: Genie Marion, have you ever done this poem as a song? Which begs the question: Should poetry threads be above the line, with the music threads, or down below with the prose and general "breeze shooting?" |
11 Sep 07 - 02:37 PM (#2146593) Subject: RE: Poem for 9/11: 'Ultimatum For Man' From: Genie Nivver mind. (The link I clicked to find this poem was in a thread in the BS section. I didn't realize that the poem thread itself was already up with the music threads. So I guess my Q's already been answered.) |
11 Sep 07 - 02:43 PM (#2146601) Subject: RE: Poem for 9/11: 'Ultimatum For Man' From: beardedbruce Sonnet 15/09/03 On 9-11 DCCCXLIX Two years have passed, the dust has cleared away, The wreckage all removed. Yet, are we changed From what we were before? What can we say, To families with futures rearranged? Two years have passed, but are we still afraid To face unreasoned hate? Can we ignore That others find out freedoms foul, and prayed To kill our children, to our pain ensure? Two years have passed, and ghosts are quiet, but What have we done to give them any rest? Has a swift sword of justice struck, to cut Down those that hurt us, or have we failed test? How can we rebuild all those lives cut short? What future remains while such evils sport? |
13 Sep 07 - 12:14 PM (#2148416) Subject: RE: Poem for 9/11: 'Ultimatum For Man' From: bankley Shadow of the Twins Another puff of smoke from a grassy knoll ??? It's the Dick and Rudy show........ It was a clear sunny morning, the sky smooth as satin Next to nobody heard a warning before the darkness hit Manhattan Near the start of another work week, the first coffee kickin' in The City was shaking off its sleep in the shadow of the Twins Business stretched and yawned around temples of the lender Stocks and bonds soon changing hands on the day after the 10th of September Plans were set in motion while a hidden predator grins Like that old 'skull and bones' that landed, and branded the shadow of the Twins Meanwhile on the deck of some early Boeing flight The controls lost all effect, Captain knew something wasn't right Communications have been compromised while a treacherous ride begins For flights 11 and 175 on a 'home-run' for the shadow of the Twins High above the grinding gridlock all around the water coolers They were filling up on small talk, flashing trinkets from the jewellers White collars and portfolios, all waitin' for an ill wind to set in And scatter them on the street below in the shadow of the Twins Little Nero was busy fiddling while the scenario turned gruesome and gritty There would be no super-hero to save the souls of Gotham City Orders were already given to notify the next of kin After the cavalry torched their own wagons, the sky came rushing in Great change is born of sorrow when life is torn like some cheap fabric Authorities lay the blame on a few borrowed middle-Eastern mavericks They tamper with the evidence that leads straight back to their own sins While covering up the tracks they left behind in the shadow of the Twins Now there's just a gaping memory where the towers once shone and stood It all adds up to Ground Zero in that toxic neighbourhood They set a charge in the house of cards and watched it all cave in The perpa-traitors are still at large, hiding in the shadow of the Twins In the back rooms of Power, the conspiracy still spins and beats those war drums of revenge, the never-ending war drums of revenge from the shadows..... in the Shadow of the Twins rb. |