Saturday, September 11, 2004

Three years...

It doesnt feel like its been three years. Its all gone so fast, so much has happened, personally, nationally, globally.

This Day....
How soon have you forgotten?
Forgot how we wept,
As they came to their end and slept…
Have you ignored, like the stench so rotten?

You choose not to waive the flag,
Because that’s not right anymore,
We don’t remember what it was for,
You chain smoke and you bitch, between drags

You say Its just those right wing crazies,
Who are patriotic these days,
Just to mask their wars in so many ways,
To hide the dead children and burning daisies

You lie through your teeth,
But you swill at the trough,
And when asked to leave you scoff,
You lie, you see, so you can seethe

And you forgot how we bled,
This day past,
And all the rest, the blood not the last,
You forgot and you morality fled.

Go away from us in peace,
We’d ask not your counsels,
For what good are you scoundrels?
Damning yourselves to the fleece.

I remember and I mourn,
Not to make war,
Nor excuses for,
And I wear with pride the fools scorn.

Forgotten this day,
And ever the follow,
Forgotten gallow,
But not by all, not this day.

Falling
Slowly wheeling, down, down, falling,
More charred remains, more haunted calling...
Lives in their own hands... and falling.
Lovers locked in final embrace... leaping, into the cold high air,
Down, down, and through the licking flames glare.
When did they die?
Or more importantly, Why?
What angry gods of wrath and destruction did it appease, this blood sacrifice?
Why must men, fall for mice?
Its all falling... falling... Its all falling now.
Someone knows... but the rest of us... the rest of us are all left asking, How?
Ashes... falling, and twirling, and dancing on the wind,
Bones and flesh and bodies, falling... but who among them sinned?
Wipe at your dampening eyes, and bow your heads in shame and sorrow,
And look whats been done... what has been ruined for the children of the morrow.
Falling... falling... arms stretched out... falling...
Looking heavenward, and crying with silent lips... for reason within madness, and for one more slip of mortality...calling

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9/11/01 - Never Forget.

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