Fifteen years on and still the tall twin towers' shadows...
they forebodingly linger
Loom ominously and smoulder...
etched in the mind's eye of everyone
The skyline of Humanity's hope...
bloodstained, forever sanguine
Still weeps torrents of tears down dusty ashen, ghostly...
shock-stricken faces
As we continue to choke and smother...
engulfed by the foul stench of copious conspiracies and lies
Many ears still relentlessly ringing...
within a cacophony of alarms, sirens and gut wrenching wailing
Haunted...
by the answerphone messages of lovers, sons, mothers...
exchanging their final goodbyes
So let us all take a minute to be grateful for our lives, families, health...
our endless multitude of privileges
As we remember, how the loved ones of others...
pirouetted and rained
from that horrendous... sepia September... solemn sky.
© Debbie Razey 2016
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