Five Years, Later..........
The chemical dust embraces the sky like a shroud,
as it struggles to settle,
the facts try and inject more fear into the crowd,
as the memory lingers to that faint still.
While eyes flickered to believe the horrible,
we lived to breathe in the toxic,
trying to comprehend the terrible.
Mothers cried with emotions in mute,
holding her's, to her arms,
for the love, once they had been,
now lie, as their blood bleaches the ground.
Who played the god ? Who rolled the dice ?
Political conspiracy ? Or hollow lies ?
Flowers adorn the memorial,
painting the black white,
as millions shed tears
too weak to hold and too broke to fight
Business went on, shipments to be made,
resurrecting the metal, to justify the paid.
And now five years later..
As we look at the empty spaces
we tell ourselves, the cloud desended
the emptiness speaks of life,
of love, of struggle, of tears and of pain.
The flowers still adorn the memorial,
still painting the black white
the doors still open and tables now sparkle,
the dust, they say, still reels their sense away.
Its been five years and soon it will be six, images have always reeled in my mind.
May the souls of all innocent victims and the fire fighters rest in peace.
