The First Tower

Ruins, in mid air –
Later cleared away ~ all pieces –
Timeless imagery.

Big things are pulled down –
Evil men act, in strange thoughts –
The Good will rebuild.

Debris, falling slow –
We don’t want it to happen –
but it’s live, it’s news.

Transience ~ who knows?
When he leaves in the morning –
Kiss him, kiss goodbye.

Long lines donating –
Unheard of blood-groups emerge –
We are together.

Published by


A native of Dublin, Ireland. When not busy with work or family, I try to create new stuff using words and pictures, often with a scientific theme. Thanks for visiting.

8 thoughts on “The First Tower”

  1. Thank you for this. Ten years on, I no longer feel anger toward those responsible. I only feel sad.

    Sad for those who lost their lives, and sad that even now the situation still has not been resolved.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.