Out Of The Blue

A quote from a 911 survivor: “we didn’t see color, we were all covered by the same ash”

It returns every year and repeats without change

The emotional stirring of strength and unimaginable pain

Like lightning out of the blue, from the clearest of skies

We were all dazed and confused watching those final goodbyes

The instinct of survival and determination of life

Drawing strangers together to collectively fight

Gathering together a courage and preservation of self

Fighting off like creation, the absence of itself

Color bled till transparent there was no gender or age

Something strangely aberrant evolved from the struggles that day

The blackest cloud of horror had enveloped the sun

The lives we had once known, were erased one by one

And every year we remember, we swore we'd never forget

That fateful day in September when a whole nation wept