Treasure! Measure! Pleasure!

 Treasure! Measure! Pleasure!

 

Faux-Treasure!-Measure! Reined a vacant-Pleasure!

Until evil toppled the twins!---Then…confetti-rained!

 

In the aftermath of hellish-Satan personified on a clear

and sunny morn 8:46 a. m. Eastern time-zone the 110

story North tower of the World Trade center was hit

by a hijacked plane to be followed at 9:03 a. m. by a

second conscripted-for-evil flown by demons-jet flew

into the South tower. Two more airliners taken that

morning hit the Pentagon while another crashed into

a field in Pennsylvania. Total killed: 2966! Tragedy!

 

Media coverage of the falling towers stirred horrific

emotions as the Treasure! Measure! Pleasure! sacred

holdings housed in offices turned to pathetic-confetti

filling the city sky evoking fond remembrances of past

celebratory occasions conflicting American passions.

 

Each and every shredded photo, important-memorandum,

letter, file and folder, sticky-memo, agenda-reminder---

all the Hopes! Dreams! Plans! & Love! of the immediate

victims along with an entire shocked country drifting in

a cerulean vacancy to litter streets with dread and woe.

 

Even the massive gargantuans, the towers themselves,

evaporated in a slow-motion demise of crumble-debris.

The U. S. Pentagon---shaken! A hole in some farm field!

Our hearts---broken! Lives---shattered and some lost.

My sisters and brothers! Victims! To evil intent! Amen!

 

But---Love! Endures!...Good! Prevails!...Peace! Wins!

 

Our Spirit cannot be defeated! Never! Ever! Amen!

 

So? Slowly drift upon the cold concrete pavement

Oh! Vacant-debris! Value!-Virtue! Reigns-True!

 

And---that 9-11 night…we hugged our Love!---and, prayed!

 

Material-treasures? I think not! Nor do I indulge! Amen!

 

As Sweet-Scarlet said, ”Tomorrow is another day!”

 

Focus-Love!---Blossom-Life!...Celebrate a Peace!-bouquet!