Tick Tick TickA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoTick Tick Tick the clock's hands inching closer to midnight and 9/11 another year of fear another anniversary of smoke and flames and tossed cocktails from windows of our souls the silver winged devils finding their targets the hearts of a country the wavering flag mile high offices of wealth bombers of stealth loathing capitalism crumbling in the streets of fire the world in dire straits and getting deeper in debt the kind that overdraws hate when the account is in senseless bankruptcy and the robbers wear blank masks calling this havoc just a day at the office. erin-cilberto 9/10/16 © 2016 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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16 Reviews Added on September 11, 2016 Last Updated on September 11, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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