PASSING ON RETROSPECT (SEPTEMBER 11NTH)

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such a soul less abomination

a scar

forever marking

our horrified collective

reality

prepackaged

in off handed metaphor

attempted murder meant

of national spirit it was

in which

one good gust of catastrophic

wind could send

security soaring

out into the arms of terror

peace, such a confusable Valentine

glory mugged by needless quarrel

now

pride wears no proper fitting pants

the kiss of centuries passed is but

a history

reading back to us

the patched cloth tales of man

life

an almost episodic turn of unpredictable

events

such cold dribbling aftermath

still holds us in

carefully harnessed disbelief

great grief

feigns ordinary existence

in any true sense

are we really any smarter

than three months now prior to this

most dreadful of all anniversaries

my heart still sets so often quietly

with those touched to be

the ones left behind

my own tears

their shattered lives

lease from me

to even this very moment

damn near daily

God Save us all

even from our own very selves..........

(written Dec. 1, 2001 145am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

trying yet again to understand Sept. 11nth and why it had to happen and what it means for the world.

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