Nightmare in Time
Flipping the image of dark on a screen
Lustre of life and the pain that is seen
Combusting all in a river of dust
Yearly recounted, expected, a must
Time ticking by doesn’t alter the date
Births, deaths and marriages tied up in fate
Wounds open up and are spotlight in glare
Anguish again and a heart laid out bare
Dodging the ceremony, so hard to do
Video stories and some that are new
All measure up to a nightmare in time
How life can change in the drop of a dime
Watch it or don’t but take note of the point
Darkness of soul we must never annoint
Tears may recede, but we cannot forget
An evil so ruthless WE must not beget.
Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Thursday, September 8, 2016
Marking the 15th anniversary of September Eleventh. Rhyme may not be the best medium but it just came out that way this time. Remembering all affected.
Image: The Pentagon on September 11, 2001, after American Airlines flight 77 crashed into it killing 184 people. Photo by Tech SGT Cedric H. Rudisill, USAF.