New Hampshire
September
clear, no clouds in Our sky
Stars and
stripes back turned, crescent moon rise in full cry
Champions
so tall, gleaming so proud
Flashes
in the morning was death out of its shroud
Anger and
justice became shock and awe
It moved
from the Khyber to the Hanging
Gardens of yore
Devastation,
miscalculation and complete reconfiguration
Once more
Barbary War was a conflagration
There
can’t be accommodation with the heirs of Qtub
Divinity
cults worshipping death is the irrational cube
Rational
action requires justice shatter that structure
So long
after has seen weakness and political stricture
There’s
no choice but to “Live Free or Die”
Cry now
for there’ll be no time when the “Bells Toll for Thee”
Look at
the children playing so happily
There’s a
cost to be America,
let go the Brave and the Free
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