Old Voices

I sort of wrote this about 9/11, but it's about whatever the reader chooses, isn't it? Hope you enjoy!

We watched in horror as the 2nd plane hit

Dad rose from his near slumber, silent, intent

A look in his eyes that we had both thought

We’d never see again,

I thought of old voices, of old angers, of issues long gone

Thought of second comings, can we begin again?

We listened to them as they told us what to do and think,

"This is whom we need to blame", they said, and we believed them,

They told us what our truths were, it’s so much easier that way,

I thought again of old voices, things long dead and buried

Mary went to work this morning just like any other day,

Johnny had been long gone, his presence lost long ago

We remembered the day he came home, we didn’t go to the station,

Didn’t want to recognize what he’d done,

Couldn’t relate to him anymore, couldn’t reach into his dark distance,

Thought of second comings, can we begin again?

We’d walk together on sundays, hand in hand,

The windows of Sauls’ Diner filled with portraits of

Those who didn’t come home, they stare at us, asking us why

Wish to hell I had the answers, but I know we’ll never get any

I thought of old voices, of old angers, of issues long gone

Thought of second comings, can we begin again?

We listened to them as they told us what to do,

"This is who we need to blame", they said, and we believed them,

Truth was never the issue, it’s so much easier that way,

I thought again of old voices, things long dead and buried,

Thought of second comings, can we begin again?

Reviews

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Very moving and touching very everthing. I love that dark wave inside of your words. Please make more .

[daninstockholm]

Thank you again, Marketa. I've had family visitors these last two weeks, now that my life is getting back to normal, I hope to be around more.

[FaeryQueen]

i love this poem! gooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaals!!

[daninstockholm]

Thank you so very much! I appreciate it deeply!