DIES IRAE 9/ 11
Adapted from Dies Irae
By: Joseph A. Volker, Ph.D.
September 11, 2005
Dies Irae, dies illa
of wrath, oh day of mourning
See fulfilled the prophets warning,
Heaven and earth in ashes burning
is struck and nature quaking
Nothing of the towers remaining
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded.
Dies Irae, dies illa,
of infamy extolling,
sucidal planes exploding.
Shadow staining, flesh enflaming
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
in vain the glimpse of saviors,
Priests, magicians, lords, technicians.
Horrid bound the falling towers
the anguished cries of woe,
Cries of death each floor bestows.
Faint and weary, refuge, solace
Rescued from the fires raging
the bridges, streets and alleys.
Home entreating, safe secure
Nothing less than care filled love
at each family’s door.
Grim the reaper still he’s knocking,
Nations’ lust for power and
Future tense with resolution
Casts the spell of vengeance’ kneading.
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
in gleaning wealth and power.
Still Death reigns,
a nation's sorrow,
Endless burning, insensate fire!
Trust and truth are yet betrayed
Stave the arsenal of madness
Conjure sanity and wisdom
forsake, a nation’s pleading,
Racked in pain, unendless grieving.
Grant us Lord, your consolation,
us, Lord from conflagration.
Spare us terror, end all war
Oh, good Jesus, peace restore!
Lay down your arms, embrace your child,
Forgive, repent but don’t forget.