Burnt Hope/9/11

An alternative poem about 9/11 that just came to me.


1. 9/11

The sky threw ash confetti onto the married city

as the toy soldiers wept for their castles.

Hold the horses, sound the siren

fingers crossed it's not goodbye.

As they played waiting games in the ashes,

the smoke blinded their useless wooden eyes.

Up above them the sky came falling down

the clouds were hoovered up by the ground

and the sun got drunk from the celebrations

dulled down by a heavy hangover

and cured with another pint.

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