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Verse in Memory of Sept. 11, 2001 |
By KINNEY LITTLEFIELD
of TheColumnists.com
What mad physics
is this,
To set motion against matter
And smash strong souls to smithereens?
Flying from Boston
to Los Angeles,
You somehow die in New York.
How can that be?
Such motion has no meaning.
Yet here is the autopsy
report.
Cause of death: You flew into
Easily avoidable architecture.
You collided with
a symbol,
A towering pictogram
Of prideful need and greed.
Surely this act has
an antidote,
To de-craze your compass,
To re-morph your mortality?
To suck back the
flaming fist of fire
That struck through structure,
Boiling bones and steel?
But no.
Your scattered souls
lie low.
Logic hides, all vanished
In bloody ash and smoke.
As we search, staggering,
Through predatory shadows.
Amputated, suffocated,
As if we too had died.
© 2002 by Kinney Littlefield. The logo illustration is © 2001
by Jim Hummel.
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