THEY GO ABOUT THEIR DAY

Don’t they remember?
They go about their day
as if nothing was wrong,
doing the same old song
and dance, as if perchance
it was all a dream.

But you cannot sleep
through such a fright.
It keeps me up at night
sometimes. Don’t they recall
at all how it happened?
They go about their day.

It’s not to say it’s an obsession,
but this confession is true.
What did you do when the twins fell?
Where were you when five sides
became four? When verdant pastures
claimed more? Don’t you remember?

It’s an indelible stain that remains,
a blotch upon all of humanity’s souls.
Yet, some go about their days, ignoring
and imploring we all do the same.
History forgotten is soon repeated,
and we will not be defeated.

It was no dream, this evil scheme,
it seems some would just as soon forget it.
And yet, it happened eighteen years ago today.
Without a thought, they go about their day.
What is there left to say? It happened.
Don’t you remember?

(C) Walter J Wojtanik – 2019

POETIC BLOOMINGS tribute to 911

PRAYERS FOR THE FALLEN

tribute

Prayers for the fallen soldiers,
men and women who had dared
and had dreamed
and bled,
and were left for dead.
(They) Faced the fire of hell
in every battle and storm.
(They) Carved their fingernails into stone
and opened the doors of  freedom,
each body returning in brown boxes.
(They) Sadly, rarely made the papers.
God rest the fallen heroes!

© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2017