Poetry

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September eleventh two thousand one.
The whole world got to see.
The towering twins of New York State,
fall so helplessly.

They both were struck by suicide jets,
on a mission to destroy.
The spirit of America
and freedoms we enjoy.

Then a third jet struck our Pentagon.
While a fourth jet couldn’t go,
beyond the Pennsylvania trees,
‘cause of heroes, we now know.

So with vengeance left to be the Lord’s.
One thing still applies...
Freedom just might cost your life,
but freedom never dies!


© 2001 William Heffner

Romans 12:19

Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but [rather] give place unto wrath: for it is written, {Vengeance} [is] {mine}; I will repay, saith the Lord.

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