a God-honoring poem about September 11th

The Following is an excerpt from chapter 5 of the September 11th Epic Poem. The rough draft was written between June 2008 and May 2010. It is 2,000 lines long and has 1,499 rhyming pairs. The excerpt examines the symbolism of the reams of paper floating down from the twin towers on September 11th

 
 
In old New York these pages work
            As hard as any drudge.
They never prate or come in late; 
            They never hold a grudge.
They do not mind to work inside
            An office full of drones;
Though scores each day are tossed away,
            Replaced by perfect clones.
 
Though used like dirt, the page exerts
            The power to impress.
The business-wise will maximize
            The paper’s usefulness.
The lazy lout with no hand-out
            Will only get a frown.
It does not pay to even say
            Unless it’s written down.  
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