9/11

And those who left

on that crisp, clear

morning, called away

as the city geared up,

just another Tuesday,

and so many waiting

for the day to begin,

while we gazed

disbelieving

as the sky opened

and some of them

flew up and never

touched the hands

reaching for them,

never heard voices

calling, and so it was

a day light failed

to illuminate

what we did not know,

what we still do not

understand:

memento mori,

what lies

we live by

and what lies

beyond.

 

--Miguel deO

 

Done