Ripples of our flag brush through a silent wind today
Confronting a nation of disbelief
Tears lie along trying to understand a frozen escape
Lonesome sounds, familiar voices begging to hear
One haunting act sacrificed many known
Last word heard, many only can reminisce
Lives taken away, some of them funny, some just a welcome to come too
Personalities created, now candleing a photo, have you seen
Hearts attacked and torn away, away
Even never seen, hearts compile emotions pouring all around
Prayers, songs, sights, new lives surrounded and found
Stranger’s arms cover, placing a shoulder for returning tears
Smoke covering a nation of pain stricken why’s
Breeding anger overwhelmed with heavy anguish
Lives touched in tragedy, though a nation bands together
Searching never ends for the silent unhearing
Tears heard worldwide, we will keep on standing
Shoulders lean out with hands that welcome
One day we lost our strength
Every other day, we build, remember, and never forget
We lost many on that frigid day of sadness
Set sights along and remembrance through ability to reflect
Lives that have been torn away in that selfish act
We’ll never take our memories that are braced away
Ripples of our flag brush through a silent wind today
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
A Collection of Voices from Around the World is more than just a poetry compilation. It is a partnership of poets from around the globe brought together by an internet poetry forum. That forum, poetrypages.com, has been the home of many a fine poet s
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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