Twin Towers
by
Doreen Reynolds
copyright 07-08-2006
Age Rating: 10 to 127
Written 11 Sept 2001
I see what Nostramous thought he saw
When looking through the glass at candle flame
The pit of hell with heat its endless core
The terror, the anguish and the blame
2000 souls rise up to God as one
A human sacrifice among the smoking pyre
Brought forth the bravery and enobled
those who worked among the ashes and the fire
Ashes to ashes no truer is word is said
For there are now no bodies left to find
Let us remember them for they are dead
They will live on within our mind.
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Doreen, This memory never dies...we remember just what we were doing when it happened. Time seems to stand still and all we have is disbelief. We have to remember and honor their sacrifice. Very good! Greg Kis
One more commentary on the madness of man.
Another terrible act of violence, just like the many we have witnessed here in the UK.
I find it hard to reconcile any of it with a god.
The act is done in the name of god and the dead go to him. All very strange to me.
I agree with Jim about punctuation. I read poetry aloud, without punctuation I find myself struggling to breath.
Great tribute. Well-written, and rhymes very well. I'm not sure whether the lack of punctuation adds or detracts from the poem, though. It seems commonly done, but I'm not sure how effective it is in most of what I read or write.
Ashes to ashes no truer is word is said
--no truer a word is said
Is that what you meant?
Everytime I see something like this, it feels like digging up old wounds that I just want to forget. But we can't. It's still a huge open soar to this country, and we have yet, for many of us, to come to terms.
Everytime I think of this tragedy, I once again feel my confusion...just how does someone go about handling this? I still don't know...
...beautiful work, very touching...more like this need to be written