Her heart grasps for a reason,

rendering tears she cannot hide.

Her twin nests knocked down to the ground,

while her children were inside

With generous heart and loyal ways,

she finds it hard to understand,

a terrible attack on her children,

residing in their own land.

Her broken heart will mend, in time,

less time will take her shield.

Justice will prevail for her,

for that she does not yield.

Spirit wrapped in justice,

she will spread her mighty wings,

soar high above her sacred land,

where love and freedom rings.

With threat upon the nation,

where her children lived and died,

our beloved eagle raised her head

in sorrow....and she cried.

By Ricky Kendall

Poem ©Copyright 2001 by Ricky Kendall

Eagle drawing by Vern Tidmore

Ricky Kendall is an artist, songwriter and musician.

You can visit his web site at http://www.soundtracks.com/kendall.htm

Note: Ricky Kendall asks that if you use his poem to please make a small donation to the Red Cross or a related WTC charity.

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