it snowed paper
it rained blood and tears
it ushered in a united pain
then we heard screaming
and our songs
we saw flags
and an altered skyline
we inhaled dust and fear
we touched a future
veiled in smoke and war
we loved our freedom and comfort
we saw it collapse before
our eyes
4 comments:
Oh this is good, Diane. It has a deceptive simplicity, and yet it captures so much. Did you write this recently or closer to the event?
If you have a second, you might want to check out this poem at Quaker Dave's. If you haven't visited his blog before, I think you would like it.
Oh Diane- this is really good, it truly touches me.
Thank you - thank you.
While not at Ground Zero, I was in Manhattan that day.
I feel the pain in that well written poem.
Thanks for sharing it.
These words touch my very soul and take me back to that day, I was no where near, except in prayer and horror.
Beautifully felt and writtten!
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