September 11A Poem by butterflyI was a college student on my way to class I had gotten up turned on 94.9 doghouse and thought their prank call sucks a*s Learned that the story of planes flying in to twin towers and buildings were real It was hard to believe we are still waiting for the broken pieces to heal I search the archives and from so many vessels tears are cried Much more than human eyes I would like to ask Osama why? How can freedom come from the killing of innocent lives? The demons possessed him preventing peaceful inner workings of the mind When will we learn that two wrongs don't make a right? Yet America is not innocent we speak of forgiveness and still more battles lead to more kills and so the carousel carries on in stills Today we put all that political bullshit aside For the degreed politicians, preachers and bomb makers only speak with human minds Already sold their soul for some weird metal prize Act out and speak up like the heroes of September 11 Some stayed on earth and some flew to heaven Remember in the hidden New York skyline angelic light shines In His hands glory thrives Reminding us to be kind and true, staying motivated from our hearts My cousin worked in the World Trade Center but he got out alive Some were fated and some still left with time Yet this year September 11 passed by me without a single tear My lover was near and we stared our love in to the earth We needed affection to drug away the relic hurt We woke up at midnight and held each other tight Not knowing if we will see another sunlight We chose to make our love known under the moonlight He pulled me in and it felt like home We held on tight and ever so close I drank him in like my only cup of tea Inhaled every piece of sweet for me I kissed him and he kissed me like we never kissed anybody I ran my fingers through his ginger beard comforting him and me, He commented on my beauty He smiled and we kissed some more The sadness stayed away from our door Anxiety fell to the floor I knew then the evil can never take away the love that remains here at the core. Our pants slipped off and he pulled me on top and close up in the chair Tangled his fingers in my hair, I wrapped my arms around his glad I don't have to share He whispered I love you and I whispered his name in his ear We made love and cried for all mysterious and unfair With the satisfaction that true angels will always be in our hemisphere Releasing eternal butterflies of love in the cool September air © 2018 butterfly |
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