The Eagle's Tear
She climbed the currents and soared the skies,
Kept watch o'er nests and her allies.
To help protect those in her world
As she flew forth with wings unfurled.
She cared for all though poor or king
That fell beneath her shadowing wing.
Yet evil lurked throughout the land
And deep inside the heart of man.
They planned their day to maim and kill.
Their goal the eagle's heart to still.
They did not know her strength and skill
Or those who'd rally from her trill
As she rose up that fateful morn
The scene she saw filled her with scorn.
She swooped and cawed her mad alarm
But could not stop that dreadful harm.
Some chicks were hurt and more were dead.
The smoke and fire raged overhead.
What have they done and why choose here,
This land that stands for freedoms dear?
Her heart was pained with what she saw.
Her voice rose up with anguished caw.
Her nest was clawed and torn apart.
Her breast was pierced with guided dart.
The life she knew came crashing down.
Debris rained forth with deafening sound.
The call rang out throughout the world
As to the earth more lives were hurled.
Then from her eyes a tear fell down
Upon her breast of feathered brown
Her heart was crushed and filled with pain
As smoke rose up from isle and plain.
This monstrous deed made friends from foes
As word rang out about her woes.
They stood with others one and all.
They damned this deed, which came to maul.
They gave her strength, and came to hail,
"You must not falter; must not fail.
We cannot let them think they've won.
We'll help rebuild, you must go on."
Thus many came from near and far,
They worked beneath both sun and star.
Their hands, their hearts, their all was given
With strength that came from God in heaven.
So she rose up, her strength renewed,
Shook off the dust to build anew.
She's stronger now and wiser too.
For truth is freedom's best review.
They missed her spirit on that day.
They tried but could not take away,
The heart and soul of freedom's flame,
Though still they chant their hate and blame.
Her wounds and scars run deep within
But with God's help she'll heal again.
And through her friends by whom she's loved
She gains her strength to rise above.
The day, when some had hoped she died,
We'll not forget the eagle cried.
But though she's sad of this be sure,
She will rise up, she will endure.
And though she mourns her loss that day
In depths so deep she did not stay,
But scaled new heights of freedom's skies.
Of this, be sure, the eagle flies!
Suzanne Guinn, c2001
Kept watch o'er nests and her allies.
To help protect those in her world
As she flew forth with wings unfurled.
She cared for all though poor or king
That fell beneath her shadowing wing.
Yet evil lurked throughout the land
And deep inside the heart of man.
They planned their day to maim and kill.
Their goal the eagle's heart to still.
They did not know her strength and skill
Or those who'd rally from her trill
As she rose up that fateful morn
The scene she saw filled her with scorn.
She swooped and cawed her mad alarm
But could not stop that dreadful harm.
Some chicks were hurt and more were dead.
The smoke and fire raged overhead.
What have they done and why choose here,
This land that stands for freedoms dear?
Her heart was pained with what she saw.
Her voice rose up with anguished caw.
Her nest was clawed and torn apart.
Her breast was pierced with guided dart.
The life she knew came crashing down.
Debris rained forth with deafening sound.
The call rang out throughout the world
As to the earth more lives were hurled.
Then from her eyes a tear fell down
Upon her breast of feathered brown
Her heart was crushed and filled with pain
As smoke rose up from isle and plain.
This monstrous deed made friends from foes
As word rang out about her woes.
They stood with others one and all.
They damned this deed, which came to maul.
They gave her strength, and came to hail,
"You must not falter; must not fail.
We cannot let them think they've won.
We'll help rebuild, you must go on."
Thus many came from near and far,
They worked beneath both sun and star.
Their hands, their hearts, their all was given
With strength that came from God in heaven.
So she rose up, her strength renewed,
Shook off the dust to build anew.
She's stronger now and wiser too.
For truth is freedom's best review.
They missed her spirit on that day.
They tried but could not take away,
The heart and soul of freedom's flame,
Though still they chant their hate and blame.
Her wounds and scars run deep within
But with God's help she'll heal again.
And through her friends by whom she's loved
She gains her strength to rise above.
The day, when some had hoped she died,
We'll not forget the eagle cried.
But though she's sad of this be sure,
She will rise up, she will endure.
And though she mourns her loss that day
In depths so deep she did not stay,
But scaled new heights of freedom's skies.
Of this, be sure, the eagle flies!
Suzanne Guinn, c2001