Dark Days

We haven’t seen the sun for several days, Is this our usual September fog, or Has smoking grief from many miles away, Deepened our natural darkness, even more? Our hearts, our limbs are weak from bitterness. We feel the hurtful hate run through our veins. Be with us Lord, and guide us on our way. Harming the blameless will not ease our pains. A week ago today, the skies fell in On beloved husbands, parents daughters, sons. Their deaths a dreadful act of corrupt hate. Let no more harm occur to innocent ones. Let not our leaders be in too much haste, Let only those to blame feel righteous wrath. May your guidance be with them each day. Your light before them as they walk this path. 01 9/18/01 Written in those first days after September eleven