Dark Poetry #4 |
SEPTEMBER 11th & RETRIBUTION |
Tom Zart Senior Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 682 |
SEPTEMBER 11th After suffering the wrath of a sneak attack America now mourns to her very core. Though soon her enemies shall all but flee From the sound of America waging full war. Let there be no doubt, no doubt at all, That the devil has decided to give us a call. We shall defeat hell’s soldiers and cast them out And if we die; that's what freedom is about. We shall seek them out wherever they may hide, Street by street, house-by-house, cave by cave. They will be eradicated from the face of the earth By the righteous, the loyal and the brave. RETRIBUTION Put on the whole armor of God And victorious we shall be. Fighting the powers of darkness Who hate America, the free. We wrestle more than flesh and blood With evildoers and their ways. With our faith and patriotism We’ll survive the darkest days. Take heed therefore, Satan's soldiers, You cowards who hide in a cave. Your days are numbered on this earth For you shall be judged by the brave. Our love of country guides us As we hunt you throughout our globe. Justice for all who are guilty, Who have our blood upon their robe. By Tom Zart Author of LOVE WAR AND MORE Most Published Poet On The Web |
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stargal Senior Member
since 2006-03-06
Posts 1352OR USA |
Wow… I can’t believe you haven’t got more replies to this poem! It’s a wonderful tribute to 9/11 and all that has happened. Thanks so much for sharing this reminder! "I pray thee, O God, that I |
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Tom Zart Senior Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 682 |
Dear Stargal, Thank you for your kind reply and support for my work. Tom Zart Most published poet on the web |
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Philmont Member
since 2004-01-10
Posts 61 |
That was a good poem. Very satirical. Like how you took the language of the Inquisition and fixed it onto America's current war on terror. |
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Tom Zart Senior Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 682 |
Thank you all for your support I have a poem just right for any who love America! FREEDOM In their new uniforms, The young march off Not knowing who shall return. With a proud devotion, They brandish their flag Leaving loved ones to wonder and yearn. May we all be buried By all of our children Is an ancient tribal prayer. They're so easy to lose But so hard to forget; Such a burden for a parent to bear. Oh, the taste of victory Shall soon be forgotten; But, never that which was lost. For those rows of white headstones In peaceful green fields, Make it easy to tally the cost. America has survived all attempts to destroy Knowing the cruelty of war, And, we who remain Must help keep her free For those who can march no more! By Tom Zart |
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