9/11
They awoke, begrudgingly at an early hour
Not knowing what the day foretold
Thinking it was like any other day
Maybe they’d spill coffee or drop files
But didn’t expect the smoke and shrapnel that would hit the air
They heard it first, metal on metal
One floor crashing through another
Until it hit the pavement
So many people left the world in that moment
Others survived longer
Until their world went black
Our hearts are forever heavy
They got to escape the turmoil it caused
We go through it every year
Trying to remember what the world looked like before it
This poem is about:
Our world