Crumbled towers of forever altered landscape
seen and felt in conspicuous absence
as we recall the horror of the tactics of terror.
Caught in a dark cloud,
questions of peace and humanity swirl
half-lived, somewhat asked, mostly ungrasped.
The honor of lives lost —
a decade of remembering, a river of grief
— stands tall on fortified ground
of courage regained, of strength found, of hope born.
From the rubble of what remains,
death’s grip affirms life.