Kenneth R. Merrill Poet Rhyme

Nine-Eleven

The buildings fell, and so my heart.
Not the very whole of it,
But that portion of innocence?
Fell that piece, or part.

And I beheld the evil,
Though a foreign thing to me—
Even as the buildings fell,
And my hope for humanity.

But the tower dared to rise again,
As I marveled at the view—
For the evil failed to triumph...
As my hope was born, anew!

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Sandra Adams September 12, 2019 at 4:30 PM this is a wonderful write for the tragedy that took place...the world seemed so lost but yet came together like never before...through the evil, we stood as one together...love the way you penned this one and the ending of hope... it made me ponder many thoughts as you can see :) Kenneth R. Merrill September 12, 2019 at 5:05 PM Hi Sandra. Delighted to know it! Thanks for the thoughtful read and generous feedback. All the best ~ Ken

Gershon Wolf September 12, 2019 at 2:36 PM This is a FAVE for me. From despair to hope, elegantly penned (without unnecessary poetic frills). Thanks, gw Kenneth R. Merrill September 12, 2019 at 3:18 PM A difficult write, given the carnage and despair—and lingering grief. Your comment is welcome and reassuring. Thanks my friend ~ Ken

Ilene Bauer September 11, 2019 at 3:07 PM well done, kenneth, with a fantastic ending... Kenneth R. Merrill September 11, 2019 at 3:54 PM Hi ilene! Thank you for such a kind and encouraging comment—greatly appreciated ~ Ken

Disco Freak September 11, 2019 at 2:59 PM Bravissimo! I love this poem. Kenneth R. Merrill September 11, 2019 at 3:55 PM Awesome! I’m happy you liked this. Thank you, my friend—all the best ~ Ken