A poem written a few months after 9/11 as a college English Comp assignment.
On Eagle’s Wings ©2002 Steve Anthony. All rights reserved.
In an instant,
the flames are lit,
on the forge of a thousand memories.
Fanned white hot,
with bellows of terror,
they forever sear the minds of the masses.
Delirious in their fever,
the monoliths reel,
and stagger to the earth from which they sprang.
Eternal and phoenix like,
liberty rises from the ashes,
to soar triumphantly on eagle’s wings.
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