Axis & Allies - damowords

Aftermath
Myself I watch’d as the world watch’d with me
Tying to comprehend what I just saw,
A new, dark chapter for humanity,
The onset of another bloody war;
Sick of the news
I switch’d off all their talk,
Put on my coat & shoes & returnʹd to my walk.
From Greenwich down to Harisson,
From Mamoreneck to Rye,
From these pleasant streets suburban
Streams of anxious phone calls fly,
Denying the television,
The truth they would defy,
A phone rings, ʺHi babe!ʺ ʺThank god youʹre all right!ʺ
But many shanʹt be coming home tonight
Around the police perimiter
People waited for news;
Father, Mother, Sister, Brother
Muslims, Catholics, Hindus,
Protestants, Presbyterians, Joveʹs Witnesses & Jews.
New York City
11:15
Osama Bin Laden
Hidden by hills half‐way around the globe,
Black beard bounty rising by the second,
His sheikish eyes offset by pure white robe,
Stood the Moor, less man more the legend;
Laughing out loud,
Clapping his hands in glee,
Waxʹd jubilant & proud of mental artistry.
Within a secret desert den
Was the world’s most wanted man,
Watching reports on CNN,
Almost all had gone to plan,
On either side enraptured men,
His friends the Taliban
& congratulating on the attacks
Henchmen hand him Saddamʹs Husseinʹs fresh fax.
His guards proclaim a victory,
Kaleshnikov salute,
In exstasi, across country,
To sunswept skies men shoot,
Bask not in triumph Qu’aida… thou art far too astute.
Afghanistan
11:30