NY-9.11_01

I was watching a movie about the 9/11 plane crashes and this is what arose from my thoughts

Heartbeats,
In the city streets,
Fall silent,
And leave behind,
A tangible longing,
A tragedy ' s end,
An usherance of hope,
Of new beginnings,
And a promise to never forget:
The scene on that day,
And the days to come,
Or of the ones we will never feel hear or see on this earth.
An innate unity here a moment lazily lost the next.
Yet for a glimmer of that time
We were one.

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[Coyote Poetry]

A sad day for the USA. A wake-up call. No place is safe. Your words strong, honest and true. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote