Towers of Light

TOWERS OF LIGHT

I feel that if a war came to threaten this, I would like to throw myself
into space, over the city, and protect these buildings with my body.
--Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

The thousand dollar xenon lights all sat
There waiting for the orphaned twelve-year-old
Girl to begin the ceremony that
Her murdered parent lingers to behold.
The switch is thrown by Valerie--her right.
The phantom towers rise, the symbol of
Our Love, the world’s most brilliant shafts of light,
Like spirits, try to touch the stars above.
The worst attack in years on our land
Has murdered them all. We are their begotten
Children here at this ceremony and
Three thousand souls will never be forgotten,
The office workers, firemen, and police.
Three thousand souls will never rest in peace!