Eight Forty-Six 9/11

Evil at its boldest

Impacting so many lives, the Tower, just moments before

Glimmering, now an  inferno, flames raging skyward, cries for

Help as

This day emblazons its date forever in the collective worldwide memory.

Fathers and Mothers of tiny children, unborn children,

Only children, and sure to be lonely children who

Remember their parents only

Through pictures.  And

You and I and all of us are left to weep and to wonder how and why.

Strength of a country, tested beyond

Immeasurable boundaries.  America  still stands proud, but bearing an

X to forever mark the spot called Ground Zero.

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