Remembrance

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I remember

The day of smoke and blood

When bodies and ash

rained from the sky.

 

I remember

the day men held innocence hostage,

judged it guilty,

and executed it

-death by hellfire.

 

I remember

the ground shaking

as buildings crumbled,

and all wore shades of gray.

Death colors us all the same.

 

But I remember

how Courage walked the streets

and flew through the air

and heroes were born

and they gave us hope,

though some died

and we cried for their sacrifice.

 

Most of all,

I remember the silence

as the world mourned,

and strangers comforted

others in the streets as compassion,

not fear,

brought us all together

as one.

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