"And every time we cleared a passage An Angel would rise up from the ashes"No longer the query, how to be ferriedWhere the lady in the harbor stands proudOften they’ll say; their quest for the dayTo view the zero referred to as  groundTo which I reply; if you look in mine eyesYou will have arrived at your intended destinationFor sir it is I, with eyes that still cry For those whose courage inspired our nationA glimpse of my heart, will reveal it apartYou will find it where I searched for my brothersHere in my soul, you’ll find its grown coldSaddened by the loss of the othersYour query to me, Ground Zero to see?It is I who stands here before youWere you to ask me instead, where the blood of the brave had been shedIt is then that I would direct you to “Ground Hero.”P.O. Christopher M. Kelly, NYPD  (Ret.) Midtown North Precinct CMK 09/11/02