Never Forget

Ashes in a cloudless sky

a smoke signal for tragedy.

It started out an average morning

commuters, traffic

moving

working

eating.

No one could guess 

that some would not go through this routine again tomorrow morning.

Panic

flew through the phone lines

across screens

over P.A. systems.

But so did hope and comfort.

Though it was a day of terrible sorrow

fear

and apprehension,

it would become solidarity

patriotism

and loyalty.

The broken towers 

broke our hearts that day, 

and thought it hurts,

we will never forget.

Author's Note:
I was a little kid when the attacks of September 11th, 2001 shook our nation at her roots. I didn't really understand what had happened until much later. The one thing I will never forget is coming home from school and seeing the footage on television: the stark contrast of the billowing smoke, flame and ashes in the bright blue sky. A year later, at 8:46 a.m. on the one-year anniversary of the attacks, the principal came on the P.A. system at school and declared a moment of silence at the time the first plane hit the tower. 9/11/01 was the day many of us realized just how fragile life is, and how much we should value our lives and freedom. It saddens me terribly to remember how much loss of life it took for us to realize that. The victims and heroes of 9/11, especially those in the World Trade Center, American Airlines flights 11 and 77, and United Airlines flights 93 and 175,  will never be forgotten. May they rest in peace  and may God bless all of us.