9/11 Poem: No Cheeks Turn The Society September 13, 2012 Poetry By Aubrey Henderson Reluctantly I emerged from natures Soothing womb; forsaking the assuagement Of community, for the dark lament Emanating from the hearts of strangers In a greyhound station. Countless dangers Swarm from screens like locusts, breeding the descent Of a nation; grief and fear circumvent Reason and compassion, fueling anger. Innocent blood was spilt, families torn, Yet the devouring heat of revenge Leave ten times the desolation. Mothers, Children, grandparents, left alone to mourn. Truth hides in smoke and dust. Harming others, No cheeks turn; faith in sage words a pretense. Aubrey Henderson is a poet living in Utah. Click here for other poems by Aubrey Henderson. Related Post ‘Napoleon in New Orleans’ and Other Poetry by Ro... Napoleon in New Orleans So the sun of Austerlitz has set. I had many triumphs, but it’s the few defeats – Leipzig, Waterloo especially – I... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.