Home
And the times, they've changed forever
from a little before
and nine o three
Depending on the region
devastation reigned
exploding
then imploding
towers twinned and strong
encompassing in meaning
the deep horrendous wrong
And the cameras crossed the waters
to lands of clicking tongues
to women touting victory
in jeweled resplendent robes
where youngsters dressed in western tees
laughingly formed vees
And the times, they've changed forever
echoing the screams
of innocents held hostage
of innocents at work
of innocents forced witness
who somehow must go on
And they crawled forth
crying
weeping
blindingly confused
reminiscent of Pompeii
or ovens taking rule
spewing forth the venom
of ignorance gone mad
wearing ash of innocents
singularly clad
Head to toe in muddied dust
bonded, neutral toned
cloaked in stark equality
Americans, at home
© September 14, 2001 Lonna D. Kingsbury