" ... while we, who have learned N O T H I N G, watch life go on ..."

... When they imploded the Murrah building,
I felt the shockwaves all the way from there
to here, in my heart.  It stopped for a beat;
for one brief moment, I felt what they felt.
But, unlike theirs, my world continued on.

When the Twin Towers and the Pentagon
were hit, I felt the devastation all
the way from there to here, in my heart. It
stopped for a beat.  It stopped again when the
Towers fell.  But my world continued on.

When the hurricanes stormed the Gulf Coast in
an unrelenting tide of horror, I
felt the flood all the way from there to here,
in my heart.  It stopped for a moment; their
world stopped forever; meanwhile, mine went on.

When bright students were cut down in hallowed
halls of learning, I felt the pain all the
way from there to here, in my heart.  Mine stopped
for a moment; their lesson plan, over ...
we, who have learned N O T H I N G, watch life go on.

(c) 2007, Karla Dorman  (4/19)