9.11.01

images, sounds, gestures

cries, astonishment, disbelief



awake.

not much

sleep.

awake

now,

though.



working while

media scrambles

to put together

an 8 page

'extra edition'

to SELL

and make money

in a time of grief.



i posted the misery

for free

and yet work for

a company

that sold

8 pages

for fifty cents

capitalizing

on the grief

of an astonished

nation.



nay, no, can't be,

shouldn't be...

tragically, tho,

it is

it happened.



i'm part of the machine

whether i like it or not.

the nation grieves

gives blood

realizes some

strange bond

of humanity

in extreme

circumstances.



time moves

slowly

then faster -

no sleep

waking life a

nightmare

to some.



new york enveloped

in smoke.

hasty calls to

loved ones

across the country -

family bonds

checking in.

thank God all ok

for us,

but what about

the others?



i feel for them.

i don't pretend

to know what

it was like

to be there

in hysteria,

but nevertheless

i feel the heartache





prez popping around

the states

wondering if

it was over.





underground bunkers,

vast cities of protection,

television with even

the home shopping network

relaying the news.



thoughts now?

no, not yet.

still in shock

i guess.

am i better?

no.





i believe in

Jesus Christ,

though, and in

my right to believe.

i don't use religion as

an escape to do wrong i

use religion to keep myself

doing good to others

while others don't

share this same thought,

i recognize and respect them

for that.





free will.

a forgiving Creator.

free will.

the sins of man

plastered over paper

we 'hawk' on the streets

and on campus - upset

when they were 'late' and

didn't sell too many.



sad.



and gas

rising even now

i think probably

money at the root

of a lot of ills.



i pray for all of us.



i wish i could do more

to help.

i wish

i could do more

than i'm doing now.



wandering thoughts

post traumatic poetry

of emotions running

rampant.

the highway -

hoping it

doesn't continue

get worse -

although knowing

it may.



i continue to pray.