Scattered (a 9/11 acrostic poem)

So many things blew around in the wind that day

Covered in soot and concrete dust

As the world changed and grew colder

The towers had fallen and with that a bit of our naivety

The Pentagon was broken and burning

Even a field in Pennsylvania bore witness to the winds of change

Reliving the echoes this many years later

Everything still seems surreal in this post 9/11 world

Dust and soot may have settled, but the wind still blows

 

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