Saturday, September 11, 2004

Three Years

Three Years
But like yesterday
Remembering the feelings
The steps, actions taken
As the nation awoke, realized
Vulnerabilities (resolve to follow)
Towers fell and we wept
Another innocence lost
In our time, this time
Personal and angry



written September 11, 2004
about September 11, 2001




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2 comments:

PoeticMermaid said...

“The Battle of Lies”

I am a soldier
I have fought many battles
Waged a whole war
Against myself

I have fought hunger, and theft, and racism
I am still hungry
After the food I have eaten
I am still poor
After my accumulation of wealth
I am still an outsider
After breaking the walls down

What am I fighting?

Lay the weapons down
Let your guard down
And sink into the ground
There is nothing to fight

Aug 7, ‘o4

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"Three Years" is intense. Unfortunately, we fight the world and it's anger, but we forget to deal with our own rage.

PoeticMermaid said...

“The Battle of Lies”

I am a soldier
I have fought many battles
Waged a whole war
Against myself

I have fought hunger, and theft, and racism
I am still hungry
After the food I have eaten
I am still poor
After my accumulation of wealth
I am still an outsider
After breaking the walls down

What am I fighting?

Lay the weapons down
Let your guard down
And sink into the ground
There is nothing to fight

Aug 7, ‘o4

****

"Three Years" is intense. Unfortunately, we fight the world and its anger, but we forget to deal with our own rage.