Planes smash into the towers.
Everyone is mad.
Countless lives cease abruptly.
More cannot believe this nightmare.

The consequences of rage are here,
Tears fall over hearts in pain.
Falling dust, mounting grief.
Clear skies suddenly clouded.

Consequences fearfully unclear.
Everyone is sad.
We are all human. Can't we sit down
And talk to each other about what we feel?

We gnaw at the consciousness
That keeps being thrown back at us.
We have no great leaders to take us safely into battle.
Those who could, grope their way
Through smoke, fire, and death.

Phil Sosis - Greenfield, MA

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