This is a poem I wrote the day after 9/11 in my freshman year of college. This seemed like an appropriate time to post it on the 10th anniversary.
Written 9/12/2001
By: Brienne Adams
Silenced cries lie in the dust,
And smiling eyes now cry in ash.
Martyrs of World’s evil lust,
Rose with each twin tower’s crash.
Windows of the human soul,
Lie in shards like crystal tears.
The confidence that made us whole,
So soon dissolved with founded fears.
Now parents wake to children’s cries,
While wives bemoan in wild grief,
And wild eyes search smoky skies,
Within the city now at sleep.
Our brothers brace our injured pride,
As those who wounded cheer and smile.
The public rides this roiling tide,
Hoping to emerge from trial।
The beauty of this country’s marred,
And God will cry if he can see
How our souls have bled and scarred,
And what His world has come to be.
