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Date Posted: 14:12:33 09/13/03 Sat
Author: Talno the amazed
Subject: wow, thats just... really... Theres no words to describe....
In reply to: Piknim 's message, "I bow to your complete and total tradgedic poem supeiority." on 18:18:26 09/12/03 Fri

>>I walk UP from gym
>> racing UP the stairs
>> only to hear
>>that a bomb
>>had gone OFF
>>a plane had
>> crashed
>> the World Trade Center
>>had only
>> one wall left
>> standing
>>kids thought it was
>> funny
>>to see
>>buildings collapsing
>> with hundreds inside
>>to see them
>> jumping
>> to the ground
>>funny
>> to view the planes
>> crashing six million times
>>during ninth period
>> on a TV
>>with terrible reception
>>that
>> blurred
>>the picture making
>> it more horrifying
>>I wasn��t laughing
>> I was angry
>> the one time they should be silent
>>they weren��t
>>it wasn��t
>> funny
>>not close to it
>> but I didn��t know
>> how close
>> it had gotten
>> it had come
>>until I saw my Dad
>> at home at
>>3:10
>> his building was
>> evacuated
>>then
>> it was really serious
>> we sat down
>> and watched
>>the images
>>over
>> and over
>> and over
>>again
>> until we no longer needed
>>to watch them
>> anymore
>> instead
>> we knew them.
>>
>>In March
>> we were at war
>>and then
>> I started
>> writing.
>>
>> A year later
>> I wrote
>> even more
>> longer
>> deeper
>>and felt something
>>stirring
>> more words
>> waiting to be
>> written.
>>
>>And now
>> now
>> now
>> now
>>I don��t know
>>what to feel
>>maybe sorrow
>> and grief
>>loss
>> and love
>>a mirror whole
>> or so we think
>> still in
>>�� كn �Ճn ��
>>still shattered
>> that we must
>> somehow
>> hold
>> together
>>trying to put them back
>> together
>>in our new view
>> of the world
>> new awareness
>>in shock
>>and truth
>> maybe our mirror
>> will never be whole again
>>maybe
>> it can never be
>> we can really never see
>>from all
>> points of view
>>but at least
>>we can
>> try to remember
>> tell others
>> always change
>> look through another��s
>>eyes
>> walk in another��s
>shoes
>> know the impact
>>we can always
>> try everything
>> and anything
>>if only
>> we keep up
>> hope
>> the most powerful
>> of them all.

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really? (inside) -- Laurelina Windsong, 18:50:43 09/16/03 Tue