September 11, 2001

The Day Hell Rained
Like Planes Out of a New York Sky.

Everyone frowned in disbelief.
Many cried.

That is if they were one of the sum
who saw it flying at them.

Man's Gone Mad

Man's Gone Mad

Man's Gone---
Furiosity burns still and calmly

How could this be?

Dastardly acts by bastards
Of massive plans-
So much greater than fact.

My heart and eyes do bleed.
Though I knew this day would come eventually.

GOD PLEASE DON'T LET THEM--
No, I can not say.

Cause GOD maybe you know
Something I can't understand today...

The Why
The Why

Unanswered Still…
Sighs and Hands in Heads
You will not even try to answer me.

GOD, this thirty dollar certificate
for Southwest Airlines that I now write upon
surrealizes today's reality
that so so so many are gone.

Cause "Yes! I Am Awake!"
This is not a dream state
and I am still me.

And friend, lover, family
hopefully
you are still answering
your phone so I can exhale
because I’ll know you made it home.

This tangeable grief is
thickening and sickening

this September Eleventh
of Two Thousand and One

An evil deed was done the day
that reads as 9-1-1.

We must Remember
because lives were lost.
The cost so high
for this mistake.

It takes a while to make
my mind wrap around this kind
of information so abundant
and yet not enough.

Has terrorism called this Great Nation's Bluff?
No, I doubt this story's over.

Because with the power and the glory
Americans furiously dwell upon
Retaliation on the Unknown
To Avenge those who fell.

The Day Hell Rained
Like Planes Out of a New York Sky
Everyone Frowned
I cried...