CRY FOR THE TWIN TOWERS

The Cry we made as fireball burst from that gracefull flight

Twin Towers struck in hate as Terror sprayed it's might

Upon innocent of many hues, a helpless public fate

As hostage child was sacrificed upon old Altar of Hate

To hear again the Cry,

The cry that echoes down time's arches from the past

ELOI LAMA repeats in tears, loves final Test to last

Two thousand years in imitation of our lovers race

That we might stand and rest in pride before our brother’s face

And seek COMMUNION

The chilling sounds "You have forsaken me my God " "Oh why?"

Strike to the heart, bring fear as death denounces love; but lie

Is revealed in Satan's world as weakness turns to strength

And Covenants as old as man show God has run full length

To give LIFE

Those haunting eyes that gave out love; those broken limbs as bread

Hung on that tree and in their hearts, till failed men and forsakers all were led

By a road to Emmaus and a Fisherman's Beach; where shame and weakness fled

Before a risen Lord; forgiving Lord of Life and Love who fed

The failed and hungry

At Pentecost the spirit of that Living God came down, and in

Came gifts and inner strength to show the world that deep within

The breasts of weakened man lay his God, his friend, his lover

Giving lie to any other crying "why?" "Forsaken I?"-- but love do cover

Weakness in my faith

So weakened men grown freshly strong by life and friend within

Moved out with force to face the World; a world so full of sin

And greed as "Brother Worldly Thing" lived high on use of others

And all our sons were used up bread, missed only by their mothers

And by God

The weapons that God used were weak; like Love and Truth and Grace

No match for force and greed and hate, for Gun and Spear and Mace

Ruled on with power; despised the very essence of that word

Of weakness threatening strength and yet within the annals of the strong was heard

The sound of fear

No worldly strength was with God's sons as they went out

To unjust World; but He within laid gently there to rise and shout

"Fear not, I have already won. You saw this human body die

And then arise in glorious form to nail the very lie

That might is right"

Faith laid quietly in their hearts; teased on with hand in his hands

No torch to show the paths of life wend on throughout that land

Of opportunity and sudden death; but then their guide was Lord of All

Creation and of Time itself; when death led but to that Special Hall

With Love in Residence

The Cry rolls on, and there we see the face of weakness past the jailer’s grill

Child and mother, suffering son and father lost cry that same cry as in free will

The soldier stands aloof from suffering until all we who observe him are shocked

To see our face in his; our child locked up and we are mocked

By that Old Cry

We feel the weakness in our life; the strengths we do not own

The teasing muse of lusts in life; World's gifts that here on loan

Do Warp our judgement and give guilt; that surplus over need

Makes slaves of others of our blood, and so creates the seed

Of Satan's victory

It is in this time of searching; when all the world seems lost to sin

That a still small voice calls loud and clear from somewhere deep within

"No orphans. I am with you to the end of the age"

And we see the eyes of a Broken Lord.... break bread and truly gauge

The seed corn of our win

The Cry that echoes down time's arches from the past

The cry of victory as out from World and Satan's grasp

Is wrenched success.... and God doth intervene, to hear us say

"My Lord I love you; and though I'm weak, I pray

Your strength will see me through".

EPILOGUE

So rest in peace all you who stood up in Times Myriad Hall

In Imitation of our Lord; in answer to Loves Call

Of Faith that all might stand with Freedoms Clarion Note

For Truth and Love and Liberty; not for some jewelled coat

But for your NEIGHBOUR