9-11

A poem inspired by an "ordinary guy".

September 11

the very air
sparkled blue
day of promise
morning new

instant of impact
issue of blight
quivering tissue
blackest of night

burning gut
poison of hate
eruption of rage
minds in a state

what future is this?
what spirit within
moves on from the rubble
moves on from the sin?

it came from a fireman
instinctive resolve
the selfless abandon
of selfish love

“Best job in the world!”
--but surely not today!
“Today more than ever”
I heard him say

the very air
sparkled blue
day of promise
morning new