DUST

DUST

A Poem by Carl

Dust of a generation

Settling in the street

Dust of a nation

Now under my feet

Dust of a thousand people

Getting in my eyes

Dust of America

Now on my shoe lies

Dust of that dreadful day

Getting everywhere

In your face on your clothes

In your lungs and hair

Dust of that fateful morn

Descending like a shroud

Dust of America

Rising like a cloud

Dust is on the store fronts

Dust in the sidewalks

Dust is all over us

In our minds and thoughts

Dust has covered everything

Everywhere it's thick

The claustrophobic dust cloud

Is making me feel sick

Dust is in the papers

Making the morning news

Dust is in Liberty Street

And in the filled church pews

Dust is in the Nation

As her people start to pray

That the dust of 9/11

Might somehow blow away

© 2008 Carl


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Your poem reminds me so much of that dreadful day Sept 11, 2001. The end of our innocent belief that nothing bad could happen to the US on it's own turf, except what was done by ourselves. I remember breaking down at work as we listened to the reporters describing it on the radio. I still get tears in my eyes when I see footage of it. Carl, your poem really evoked that time and place. I'm not very fond of rhyme but yours added to the sense of sorrow. Good poem.

Posted 16 Years Ago


that's pretty good!

Posted 16 Years Ago


A hopeful closure! So true how humanity makes her own destiny. Loved this poem and your unique writing style.

Thanks for sharing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


A wonderfully written memento about that terribly tragic, fatal and mind-shattering day and event!

I very much like the style in which you clothed the philosophical, poetical and real meaning!

A very thought provoking work, but nonetheless inspiring!

Great job!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Really good writing about that tragic dusty day that will forever be remembered.
I like the way you wrote this .. dust of America now in my shoes lie'.. love it.
sad to read and think back .. wonderful writing.
Chloe
xoxo

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like this..less then Half way through...I knew it was about 9/11.

There will never be any escaping the dust of 9/11.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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