In Retrospect, and Forward

I thought the day I saw the towers fall
While I ate marmalade, and drank my tea,
This brave — yes brave — unnerving enemy,
Who looks forward to death, and gives his all,
Will change our world.

 

With mind benumbed I wandered through the days
That followed, drunk on shock and burning grief,
With lowered guard, while yet another thief
Of liberty conspired on the ways
To change our world.

 

That wise old man Ben Franklin said it best:
That those who in their fear give up their rights —
Who lack the fortitude to fight the fight
To keep them, give permission for the rest
To change their world.

 

So what, then, is a patriot to do,
Too old to go and fight on other shores,
Beyond whate’er he can to fight the whores
Who blatantly their countrymen do screw,
And change our world?

 

My fondest hope is that there’ll be a day
My daughter’s child will look at me and smile —
Perhaps while keeping eye on hers the while —
And thank our generation for the way
We shaped their world.

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