This is a poem i wrote back in october 2001 during an Irish Lit lecture in college.
Life so sad and lonely
Full of death an destruction,
Quite close to home, and only
Peace of mind is in construction.
With great fears of sudden loss,
And sudden loss revealed,
With only happiness to toss,
The fate of the world is sealed.
Two towers that stood grand and tall,
Two gliding birds crash into a floor.
Thousands die beneath its fall
And bring the world into a war.
School kids mocked, teased and jeered,
Segragation within their neighbourhood,
In twenty years we may hear they've cheered
A saddened cry against a loss of childhood.
Corruption is nothing but the beginning,
Destruction middle, loss the end.
And with a band of heralds singing,
God his Angels shall he send.
Niamh Anne king 02/oct/01
Please let me know what you think.