AND THE SUN SHONE
PENETRATING, PENETRATING
AS GLEAMING GLASS AND STEEL GRASPED AND REFLECTED LIGHT
AS THOUSANDS TOOK THEIR PLACES THAT DAY
THEIR USUAL PLACES
IN THEIR USUAL WAY
AND THEN IN ONE BRIEF AND FATEFUL MOMENT IN TIME
THAT FAMILIAR, STUDIED AND CERTAIN PEACE THAT REIGNED
GAVE WAY TO HAVOC AND INFERNO
AND WITH AGONIZING AND TORTUROUS BREATH
THEY ALL DIED IN A CRUSH OF CRUMBLING AND TWISTED MATTER
THE FAINT OF HEART AND THE BRAVE
AND THERE WAS WITHIN THAT TOMB OF DESTRUCTION
ONLY SILENCE
THE SILENCE OF THE GRAVE
THE SUN NO MORE
STEEL AND GLASS TRANSFORMED
AIR THICK WITH CHOKING HAZE
WHILE AMIDST THE PANIC OF THE MASSES
THE SILENCE OF SOULS RENT ASUNDER
JUST SILENCE, SILENCE FOLLOWING THE THUNDER
ONLY SILENCE
THE SILENCE OF THE GRAVE

POEM COMPOSED BY ROBERT MICHAEL PRINTZ

IT TOOK SOME TIME AFTER THE HORROR OF THE EVENT FOR THE CREATIVE FORCES
WITHIN TO BE ABLE TO CONCEIVE AND CONSTRUCT THE ABOVE POEM.

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