The Ballad of the Birds

A short piece of poetry remembering the September 11th terrorist attacks.

The innocence of the two

Could never be more pure

But innocence and purity

Could never end torture



Two birds stray from the flock

They will change inside

They soar in one direction

Overflowing with pride



A third will find a home

His pride will take a wing

A fourth will suffer internally

Bravery inside will sing



All four will leave their mark

Three striking their goals

The fourth and others shall not ask

For whom the bell may toll