Remembering The Roses( In Memory Of 9/11)

We lost two red roses,

their petals burnt
to the crisp.

Those who loved
wore a black shroud of mourning

with the  offerings of dust

in the air.

heaven in gloom

turned chestnut,

and those who
remained inside,
had many emotions,
they screamed,
cried
ached in agony
called out unto a redeemer

and those who watched
screamed
wept
ran for shelter

the brave stayed to
rescue
comfort,

in another place
another red rose
in form of a building,

collapsed and died
those inside
cried
ached in agony
called out unto a redeemer,

in the air more red roses

black smoke
from Jumbo Jets

hijacked, crashed
by evil doers,

that’s how
it all began
with evil ideas,
put
to practice

killing the innocent
murdering our people
in a war built by anger,
turning into hate
revenge became
the main source
of power to kill
the red roses that
were part of our
countries pride,

but we will never
forget you Twin Roses,

we will never forget you
beautiful people like the,

beauty of a red rose,

admired

love

that lived
amongst us
nor the brave
RIP

Vanessa Ramos