Prophetic Poems

There are several parts of the this poem that are prophetic about 9/11. The stanza...

Into this neutral air
Where blind skyscrapers use
Their full height to proclaim
The strength of Collective Man,
Each language pours its vain
Competitive excuse:
But who can live for long
In an euphoric dream;
Out of the mirror they stare,
Imperialism's face
And the international wrong.

Seems to speak of the two towers, what they stood for, and why they were brought down. And the stanza...

All the conventions conspire 
To make this fort assume
The furniture of home;
Lest we should see where we are,
Lost in a haunted wood,
Children afraid of the night
Who have never been happy or good.

Seems to talk about the world after 9/11, how we were forced to pretend that the new level of fear and tension in the world was normal and that we were not actually floundering in the world. 

The world during WW2 and after 9/11 were similar in that there was a lot of extra protection and fear that had not been present beforehand. But there are two lines in the poem that sum up how to deal with the evil in the world...

The lights must never go out,
The music must always play,






We must never let the darkness of the world shut us down and we should always continue in doing what is right despite the evil of the world.