FallingA Poem by Michael StevensTHE day.Towers of steel and glass came tumbling down, left destruction and huge clouds of dust on the
ground. But, it took much more than lives that day, it took our innocence and belief that everything
would be okay.
It took our belief that we were safe and untouchable, it ripped away the myth that an oceans' distance
would protect, that the anvil of hatred would fall elsewhere, that it couldn't
happen here. Made us slaves to the same paranoia and the same fear.
It stole our unshakable faith that good will triumph
over bad intent, the very message the terrorist-b******s wanted sent. It forever changed the way in which we viewed the
world around, when our illusions, and those towers came
falling down.
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