One night
My eyes saw the glory
Of the memory
Of what was once commerce
And prosperity.
It was protected
By gates,
Chain-linked and accessible
To tears and air
Huffing from mourners
And visitors.
My head was weakened
By images
Only an outdated television set
Could portray.
Though attacked
By thoughts of traumatized
New York City residents,
My mind
Broke my fall from grace
With the impression
Of a diamond
Encapsulating my crown chakra,
But only on the surface.
Pardonnez mon français,
But déjà vu
Made a bon voyage
Through my brain.
It took a scenic route
Through the ancient grounds
Of Jerusalem,
Namely the Western Wall,
The only reminder
Of what was once
A fortress of faith.
At both locations,
We do cry,
But when one monument collapsed,
It was not just the people who died.
The souls
Of those still alive
Turned bitter and black.
Humans killed off part of their souls that day.
A day
Originally intended
To be a day like any other.
What should be a day of remembrance
Now represents the retirement of reason,
Only to be replaced by racism.
Materialism mated with the masses
To form pseudo-badasses
On radio and screen.
All of this emanates
From the horrific explosion.
9/11
Two numbers
Replacing the identities of the towers.
Reduced to emergency
Torn apart diagonally.
Now the earth is bare.
Ground Zero.
Abuse of life.
Materials.
Values.
Ethics.
On this day,
I mourn for more than people.
On this day,
I mourn for humanity
While men play chess in the background.
Our souls are in check.
Diplomacy fails to mate.
This bullshit is getting stale.

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