September 9th, 2011
This week we have another poem from California English teacher Gayle Hobbs.
By Gayle K. Hobbs
Furling smoke cast through the morning air
A blasting cry of misery brought me to consciousness
as blow after blow struck our peaceful repast.
Barbaric violence brought down those towers
on a peaceful September morn.
Taunting and biting, expecting no return.
The evil within these men’s hearts
was brought out by uncivilized ideals
and crushed all acceptance or tolerances.
Those ancient ideals of a long ago race
bent on the destruction of all others
who think, live, thrive differently.
These towers now stand taller, stronger and
outside the realm of possible destruction.
They are now part of OUR history.
And will ever be a symbol of our freedoms
Our hearts will forever remember
September 11, 2001.
Entry Filed under: Poetry Friday