One More 9/11 Tribute

Let us grieve. That's always to fun to do,
And let us raise our faces to the sky to
Ask whatever's up there why those others
Are so mean, and let us nod our heads
And smile when we're told we're good.
They're finally filling up the hole. We're
Running out of time to grieve, but do not
Worry, little one. We've also made our
Share of holes. They're all around the
World.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-09-10 at 15:11

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