I had some short stories, poems and photographs to share ... and so here I am

A Pause For A Poem


will they just one day forget?

the same breathless questions
shooting out through the night
agony's very own untiring voice
fingerprints on endless websites
hit replay hit replay hit replay
2417 visits in three cold months

smoke, approaching, screaming,
explosion, screaming, falling
dust, panic, where is he today?
oh my God, oh sweet Jesus
what did he say this morning?
where did he say he was going?

grainy pictures make a shrine
visitors stop their enquiries
no one answers the little boy
so what was it all for then?
who won what in the end?
is anyone else better off?

does anyone cry for my daddy?
did they know he'd be there?
why did he stay to help others?
way way up on the 92nd floor
will I ever get any answers?
will they just one day forget?

© Copyright, 2006. Shameless Words.


The Wandering Author said...

You may call yourself Shameless, but you've got nothing to be ashamed of! I love this poem. In fact, I'm taking part in the 2,996 Project, and "my" person was a firefighter. If you would agree, I'd like to link to this poem as part of my tribute.

S. Kearney said...

Thank you for your kind comments. Please feel free to link to the poem, or to use it in any way that you feel is right. I really hope that no one forgets that day or the fact that it is still so painfully fresh in the minds of many. Thanks for your visit.

Anonymous said...

Good words Shameless, nice to that you have got your work out there as well. Checked out your poetry/novel links and have started reading!!

Anonymous said...

...that was supposed to be - 'nice to see that..', bit flustered tonight!!

Anonymous said...

Sad, sad words, but so appropriate. And they could be about so many of the great tragedies which mankind has witnessed, far too many times.

Dena said...

::::goose bumps:::: Well done.