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Empty sky, a story
Contributed by
Darkscorpio
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Saturday, 25th January 2003 @ 01:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
AmericanTragedy
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I. Remembrance
Walk to my desk, as I did last year
Before the world turned upside down, and laced our minds with fear
Crystal blue endless sky
Didn't need to wonder why did all those people die
Empty sky, and empty heart
Not ready for the pain to start
Falling buildings, creeping death
Disintegrated with one final breath
Why did it happen, doesn't anyone care?
What did we learn, from all this despair?
I didn't lose anyone close to me
But it doesn't mean I don't grieve for what I did see
Our world as we knew it was crushed last September
But in order to learn and evolve, we must remember
But it doesn't mean slogans, dramatic music, overkill
Popular culture cheapening, making remembrance a trendy thrill
24 hour news coverage to unbury the dead
Reopen the wounds, fake emotions now read
From a teleprompter script, the leaches relating
Tragedy to profit, and the rise in the ratings
Who lost the lessons from the day, when all of the rules
Were thrown out by a group, of heartless mindless fools
For one year now, the towers are gone
The parents are grieving, the loved ones try to move on
And I try to put together the thoughts in my mind
As I try to present the feelings I did find
In an organized way, but its still very hard
The feelings are too raw, none which I can discard
II. 911
911, clear blue sky
Office workers all will die
Hero's valiant in their end
Lives destroyed, wounds wont mend
Skyline emptied, crushing blow
Flaming towers, fall below
Lives snuffed out, and turned to dust
Because of a cause, fanatics think is just
Flying planes, in a human breath
Three different places, flames and death
Shattered dreams, empty sky
crying and grieving, and wondering why?
III. Burning sky
Burning sky, empty bed
Tear in eye, friends are dead
Scared and trapped, 110 stories high
Use the cellphone to scream goodbye
Raging fire, smoky hell
Would anyone see me, or hear me yell?
Floors collapsing, crushing death
A last I love you, with my last breath
Empty sky, broken heart
Was this how I was supposed to part?
Tears of rage, empty feeling
Missing you, my mind is reeling
A lone wristwatch, a picture ID
Is this all that is left of me?
Am I now ashes, a part of the dust?
When the tower came down, a deadly gust
Of concrete and humanity
3000 lives ended violently
Images burned into our brains
And thats all we have, for no human remains
Were ever found for some, a shame
And you can bet the pain remains
and will never go away
IV. Hero's end
80 lbs of gear, going up stair by stair
Elevators gone, smell of death in the air
No communications, smoke filled terror in my eyes
Help survivors leave the building, sounds of shock in people's cries
Reach the sight of impact, no one moves, there's not a sound
Out of breath, and out of time, as it all falls to the ground
V. Aftermath
I never found you, not a trace
No last look upon your face
No urn to have, no coffin to fill
No closure, no comfort, a death filled chill
In the air around your removal, from this world we live
No hugs from you, no love to give
I'm left here, with the question of why
Were you taken from me, the empty sky
Leaves a void in my heart, and fills me with sadness
And rage as I question the actions of madness
That occurred a year ago, when your life ended
And my inconsolable sorrow began
VI. When's mommy coming home?
When's mommy coming home? I hear you say
Why did the bad people take her away?
She's working with god, she's now an angel, I reply
And hide the crushed emotions, and the tears in my eyes
Why'd she change her job, didn't she like you and me?
She loved us both, but god needed her, you see?
I don't understand daddy, but we need her too
Now I don't have an answer, and don't know what to do
I'm empty, heart's bleeding, and have to be a daddy too
VII. Hatred
I hate you for what you've done
I hate you for what you've taken from me
Took my love, my life, my friends
And destroyed it all, till I can't see
Because I'm blinded by hurt, and blinded by hate
I want to kill you, and seal your fate
Remove you from the gene pool, and the human race
If it would just give me a moment to see my loved one's face
VIII. Requiem
Sacred space, hallowed ground
Wreckage removed, not a sound
Except for the wind, and the tears of the living
Ashes and concrete, so unforgiving
Dance of the souls, in the September air
A moment of silence for a day of despair
Hole in the ground, and holes in the heart
Tears of remembrance for the lives that did part
Lives that were special to a wife, a child, a dad, a mother
It could have been a friend of yours, it could have been my brother
Will we ever find our closure, will we ever find our peace?
Will we learn to cherish what we have, will we remember the deceased?
Reflecting on the day's events, I write and start to cry
As I think of all the pain that fills our heart's empty sky
09/11-09/13 2002
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Darkscorpio
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Re: Empty sky, a story
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by Qohinoor on
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