In the midst of all the insanity we silently wait for hope

The fog has still not lifted
The faces in the crowds are still much a blur

We can’t quite hear the sad song
Twisting and twirling on the cool night air

But we listen so intently that our hearts begin to bleed

We know the song, its angry notes ringing in the night

It’s a lonesome frightful song that never seems to end

Until we realize the shadows are standing in the corners
Watching and waiting
We will never fully understand our fate

The leaves are turning into dust now
Sliding across the patent leather of our shoes

We try to wipe the dust away

But it’s too late
The damage is done
And all is lost forever in that twisting twirling breeze
From beyond that which we do not know or seek

We do not hear those cries that scream out in the night
But oh how we know they are there

Instead, we hide in darkness
Living and hoping that life will give us one more chance

Praying for mercy
We never fully understand the wickedness of our ways

Until the end, we shall never know

Our fate lies within the creases of our hearts
And our destiny is an unwritten page


© 2017 Michelle Cook

*This is my second oldest poem and I repost it every year.  Let us never forget… ❤️

Photo credit: news.nationalgeographic.com


33 thoughts on “9-11

  1. Michelle, you’ve written a wondrous poem,so very meaningful, from your first line, “In the midst of all the insanity we silently wait for hope” and compelling through to your stunning last line, “Our destiny is an unwritten page”………

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    1. Thank you Ivor… When I wrote this poem, it was the first time in my life I had ever tried my hand at poetry, except for a poem I wrote when I was 8 years old. Does that one even count? Lol… Anyway, a lot of years in between, and then 9-11 happened and my heart ripped apart and my soul fell out. The whole world seemed to fall apart that day and I will never forget it. So words gushed out and this is what was left. 😉

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        1. Oh that would be great! Please send me the link too. Now that school is back in session and I’m homeschooling my girls, I can hardly keep up with everything and I don’t want to miss seeing your poem. 😉


  2. Unfortunately we have forgotten. And yes, we hide in darkness, hoping that it will never happen again, but it will. Our destiny is no longer an unwritten page. It is just unpublished. We were all so patriotic after 9/11, but now people won’t even stand for the National Anthem and our children can’t even recite the Pledge of Allegiance.

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    1. I can still remember exactly where I was that day and watched live on t.v. as the second plane hit. I was nursing Brianna in my bedroom. She wasn’t even quite a month old yet. My first thought was… and this is the kind of world I just brought my baby into… How will she ever survive? I cried in disbelief and that day still haunts me. I can only imagine how devastating it was for the people who were actually there. 😔

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