The dawn awoke one morning <br />to start a day brand new <br />but there was something wrong <br />outside no birds sang or flew. <br />The skies that normally teamed with life <br />on the day before <br />now fell silent empty and abandoned <br />by all that flew there. <br />While in a great city <br />twin towers crumpled into dust, <br />its plumes of agony stretched <br />high up in the air for the world to see <br />that a new demon with a cancerous soul <br />was about to scourge the earth <br />to corrupt others to follow him <br />into the damnation of hell. <br />Was this the Armageddon that was prophesied, <br /> in which the world as we know it died? <br />As the tentacles of this demon, <br />who dressed as a man <br />stretched around the world <br />penetrating every land. <br />Hence, the battle of good against evil began <br />in the day of infamy known simply as 9/11. <br />In the days that followed as no planes flew, <br />no birds sang or took to the skies <br />as if in a mark of respect from them to <br />for those who had fallen <br />in this demons evil plan. <br /> <br />13 October 2009 <br /> <br />Author’s note: <br /> <br />Following the horror of 9/11 when all the planes around the world were grounded a strange phenomena occurred. For all the time the planes were grounded the world seemed absent of birds. My late brother brought it to my attention and when I looked, he was right. I did not see or hear a bird until the planes few again.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birds-never-sang-or-flew/
