Falling through my fingers
dusty drifting
In a daze of dismay
Sound and deafening to my eyes
Could there not be
a more sturdy monologue
of might and mayhem
Razing so many souls
The collision of those sought
filling their fancy of flight
and forthcoming failure
a façade has forded the field
Windows once peered through
peerlessly pose precariously
as people pause in penance
Yet pain has passed to passion
Author notes
After I had written this I noticed something strange that was totaly unintended. Read the first letters of each stanza in reverse order and the first word of the poem... "WTC Falling"
Written September 11th, 2002
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Comments
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well done gd poem
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wow this is really good and effective it makes people think well done
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