Why?
Oh why?
I silently cried.
Four pillars of smoke have darkened
My visage, my long reaching gaze;
As America stood watched in disbelief,
In despair, in mind numbing daze.
To witness yet again hatred has given
Mankind a new ugly face,
Concocted out of ignorance, intolerance
On this dark track of human race.
What horror what terror
Can human mind long witness these?
What madness what sadness
Could human heart darkly concoct this?
Amid life stolen, faith shattered
And tolls untold,
Some questioned the God who allowed
This darkness to unfold.
But ah America, Oh alas!
My at once wise and heroic mass!
Join me to shed our sorrows, shed our tears
But stand unbowed to external terrors and inner fears!
Restore we shall our faith lost and hope in demise,
Our resolve, our belief must shall phoenix rise
Above the haze ashes this madness shadows cast,
So my light though briefly dimmed will do hold fast.
On this eleventh day of September, two thousand and one,
Shall be remembered as the day our new moral battles begun, fought and won!
©September, 2001 Paul F.J. Chow All rights reserved.
[ Author's Note: The new moral battles for our basic human rights are to be fought on two fronts, religious fanaticism from both without and within and the resultant civil rights curtailment from our government. Thus Liberty Weeps!
A copy of this poem can also be found at The Web Archive. ]
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