Birds Of Prey

I woke up this morning different then all
the mornings before, as did many Americans.
My chest was heavy, throat dry, but my eyes
remained fixed on one object. Devastation
visited us yesterday and with him brought
grief and brutality. The day of the slicing
through air, the day those birds of prey with
passengers of compassion became the entire
worlds tear.
The streets were once the foundation for
people to walk. Now the foundation is unity,
for people to stand.

 

-Written about 9/11

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