In the wake of the horrendous terrorist attacks, that claimed the lives
of many innocent people in the US, I dedicate this poem to the memory of a
day of inferno.


          In a river of silence
          aggrieved, tormented
          I cried;
          I cry for my soul
          searching in vain, the
          temple of humaneness;
          I cry for my soul
          searching in pain, the
          cocoon of tenderness.

          In a blanket of darkness
          horrified, agonized
          I mourned;
          I mourn for my heart
          bleeding with tears, the
          sea of blood consumed our humanity;
          I mourn for my heart
          gaping with fears, the
          pillar of destruction ravaged our humanity.

          I cry for my soul
          I mourn for my heart
          desecrated in this burning pit, our world.

        Rene

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