I live in NYC, and events of September 11, 2001 have, well, affected me. As they would affect anyone else, I expect. At any rate, here are a few things to ponder. A poem I wrote, and a few quotes from various sources. Just to think about. My condolences to anyone who lost someone close to them. "Two Days After" by thecheshirecat03 (me) There's no such thing as a normal day Always something odd happens But some days the something is bigger Were you glued to your TV set? Blaring stark facts like hyperbole No one panicked -- impressive Didn't realize New Yorkers were so cool-headed Maybe we don't know how to feel We the generation of pseudo-peace Everyone responds differently I just stare stunned at the smoke It billows so weirdly from the south Marring the vista down Sixth Avenue These past few -- scarce few So short and so long -- un-normal days Tuesday the skyline changed Wednesday the phone kept ringing Last night I dreamt I was in a computer game Leading airplane graphics into shattered skyline Bam! a building and crash! another And boom! the Empire State Building And woke up still shaking And today we dressed in somber colors But I took a walk through the park I couldn't forget, but still: Trees swayed with their glittering green leaves September warmth belied approaching autumn And the sky so clear and blue -- |