September 11, 2019

We must admit that we’ve been changed

Once bold, now fearful

We watch our words and what we think

Lest we provoke another rage

How tearful.

We wage war upon ourselves

Deny not only what we see

But feel

Or look the other way although we know

The wounds we fail to treat

Won’t heal

We are too close

It seems a score of years should do

But somewhere deep

I really wish I could forget

Don’t you?

So ring the bells

Awake the memories of lives we lost

And face the fact that this one act

Reminds us all of Freedom’s painful cost

Commission a poem from Joe

Tell him the story. He'll find the verse in it.