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9-11...The Devil Himself

First disbelief, then instant reality
as the indestructible, gray mountain
of steel and concrete began to shiver,
tremble, sway and violently shake,
just before it crumbled from its
cloud cover steeple to the cement
jungle far below.

Death was every where to behold.
From the highest windows they
leaped. In the stairwells they
huddled without hope to reap.

The winged gargoyles from hell
have been unleashed. From across
the sea they had come, with hatred
and a wish of death, they drew
with every evil breath.

They claimed a righteous cause,
but humanity will not tolerate
their insane laws.

Martyrs, they call themselves,
but the world will always remember them
 " As the devil, himself."


Jackie R. kays
Copyright…2003





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