Eight forty-six A.M. Eastern time
nestled in a harmonic trance of orchestrated dreams
our grand nation awoke,
with a horrible resonance of bereavement
killing out the morning sky
our empire plunged into a unfathomable nightmare,
embroidered into the New York horizon
giving birth to a faceless vision of uncertainty
we have now felt terrorism’s fear

Shock and Awe

Jason M Retikis
09/11/11, published on 12/03/12

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