9/11 Poem: Two Streams The Society September 11, 2012 Poetry By Evan Mantyk There is a dark and forceful urge to blame The nine-eleven terrorist attacks On religion, on security gone slack, On our country, for all that we feel shame, There’s also an opposite urge not to blame, But to throw our hands up and to step back And claim that the peace and love we so lack Can solve all our problems just the same. How shallow seem these two streams of blood That trail from where the twin towers stood, Yet how powerful their currents still push Like divine voices from the burning bush. Ready me then, to ride down either one, To humbly do whatever needs to be done. Related Post ‘Where is Alice’ by Paris Michael Where was it that Alice went, One bright and shining day, A rabbit's lair, beneath the blare, A restless child at play, And where was it that Al... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email.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.