The Aftermath

September 11th

Changes everything

At first I thought

Not to acknowledge

I thought that

Was letting the terrorists

Win

But horror flew

On masked wings

After 911 only the rich

And daring fly now

And George O’s

Big Brother dreams

Are coming true

A few years late.

What are we

To do?

I am a third generation

Third decade old

American Buddhist

Mind thinking

That neither Christians or

Muslims will when a war

Of religion

I have it figured out.

It is strictly Darwinism

If you are dead

Your sperm can’t swim.

Simple

Don’t go to war.

Still, what are we

To do?

I can’t tell you

About the horror.

Don’t the images

Still live inside?

Can we learn from history?

What would you do with

Thirty million refuges?

Slaughter them of course.

One Holocaust for another

Nuclear annihilation

You can see it

Their eyes.

God, Allah, Jesus

Neighbor, Friend, Human

Help us, We need help now.

I am a third generation

Third decade old

Black, white

Native American

Man

Help us.