Kathryn Collins Poet Free verse

Brutality's Day

Brutality’s Day

There’s been a terrible accident
 A plane rammed into the World Trade Center
What?  Another plane?
The other Tower?
You mean it’s intentional?
 
Me at my desk
Thirty miles due west of downtown Manhattan
That’s how it was all begun
September 11, 2001.

Up my shield.
Emotions not breaking a steely barrier of denial.
And so the towers fell
As did my wall
And finally my heart succumbed at such mistral.

My cyber buddy, gifted poet, working in Kuwait
Said some were dancing in the streets.
They even gave out candy.
Can the fallout of carnage be displayed with sweets?

Oh please, ye dancing devils
Please, be you few compared to we.
We, mounted on earth’s primordial pebbles
Ready to smite the enemy.

Let’s annihilate the treachery.
This wells forth of desperation.
No!  Not begat by hate.  
A plea for brutality’s eradication.  



© September 15, 2001
Kathryn McL.Collins

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Anne-Lise Andresen January 1, 2015 at 6:13 AM - A great poem! - Happy New Year, Kathryn !!!! - // Anne-Lise :)

Keith Bickerstaffe December 28, 2014 at 3:41 PM Outstanding! Especially your final two stanzas which cry out for an end to the futility of war and its terrible consequences. Superb! Love, Keith

Funom Makama December 1, 2014 at 9:52 AM I had a fantastic read. I will really love to read more of your work....

Daver Austin October 3, 2014 at 3:53 PM I remember the day and my resignation. Like your words, "No! Not begat by hate." I thought, there must be a way to bring about peace, but it now seems futile. Love, daver

Ilene Bauer September 11, 2014 at 4:38 PM this is a powerful piece that really resonates, kathryn! i think this is the first year i wasn't focused on the fact that it was september 11th (not that you could really forget).