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DIES IRAE 9/11

DIES IRAE September 11th

 

Adapted from Dies Irae

By: Joseph A. Volker, Ph.D.

September 11, 2005

 

 

Dies Irae, dies illa

Oh day of wrath, oh day of mourning

See fulfilled the prophets warning,

Heaven and earth in ashes burning

Death is struck and nature quaking

Nothing of the towers remain.

Doomed to flames of woe unbounded.

 

Dies Irae, dies illa,

Day of infamy extolling, bombs of suicide exploding

Shadow staining, flesh enflaming

Oh that day of tears and sorrow.

What shall I frail man be pleading,

Worthless are my prayers and sighing.

 

Oh what fear men’s hearts encountered

When from skies the planes descended.

Suicidal, lethal, deeds of hate,

Enfolding all in flames unended.

Fraught filled witness, Satan’s madness

Transfixed in time, life’s breath suspended.

 

Hopeful saints with hands upraised

Seek in vain the glimpse of saviors,

Priests, magicians, lords, technicians.

Horrid bound the falling towers

Through the anguished cries of woe,

Cries of death each floor bestows.

 

Faint and weary, refuge, solace

Rescued from the fires raging

Trek the bridges, streets and alleys.

Home entreating, safe secure

Nothing less than care filled love

Waiting at each family’s door.

 

Grim the reaper still he’s knocking,

Nations’ lust for power and war.

Future tense with resolution

Casts the spell of vengeance’ kneading.

Cain and Abel, madness reigning.

Iron hull of hate’s dark seething.

 

 

Who will save us from such madness?

Save us from secure solutions,

Preemptive war, a leader’s folly

Collat’ral damage, shock and awe.

Strife and conflict notwithstanding,

Such a peace, bleeds all the more.

 

David and the Sybil joining

Not in armaments alluring

Not in gleaning wealth and power,

Death dark rains, a mother’s sorrow,

Bleeding, burning vengeful fire.

Peace! not war, a just securing.

 

Stave the arsenal of madness

Conjure sanity and wisdom

War forsake, a nation’s pleading,

Racked in pain, unendless grieving.

Peace! not war, in trust restore.

Treaties, honor all the more.

 

Grant us Lord, your consolation,

Save us, Lord from conflagration

Spare us terror, end the war

Oh, good Jesus, peace  restore

Lay down your arms, embrace your child,

Forgive, repent but don’t forget.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

War is always a defeat for humanity.
                                            ~Pope John Paul II