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AVENGING THE TWIN TOWERS
Let the gentle sweep of snow Bury the violent Devastation by which the High mountains have been rent. In Afghanistan, each day, A human bomb explodes. This terror, for the whole world, A hopeless omen bodes. Taliban and Al-Qaida, Were by US declared As its enemies but have So far been almost spared. In the year two thousand one, Twin towers did collapse. Seven years to avenge it Are not enough perhaps! As the winters visit the Rugged Afghan mountain, Let the gentle sweep of snow Bring there some calm again. • Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format * Awarded Honorable Mention award Written in the “Inspirations” contest, "Invalid Item" M C Gupta 8 December 2008
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