I wrote this just after the New York Trade Center Massacre called 9/11. I'm reposting it today in response to The Paris Massacre.
My apologies for the repost.


Metamorphosis

I can`t believe you`re gone
I can`t believe you died that day
I can`t remember how you felt
I can`t believe your wondrous eyes were
Martyred to an unknown cause
You; mixed with steel and dust for all the world to see
You; crushed; your spirit flung so unprepared
In shock at sudden unplanned exit

I can`t believe in love
I can`t believe in law
I can`t believe in wisdom
I can`t believe I saw you die
not once but in constant replay
Aboard that plane that ripped a million souls
A Christian's ticket to the roman games
Witness to the devouring of his anguished soul

I can believe in vengeance
I can believe in hate
I can believe in anger
I can believe in forces
That trample others rights
to defend their need to slake
Their endless thirst for power
At the cost of lives like yours

I must believe in caring
I must believe in love
I must believe in sharing
I must believe that pain
is the searing road to justice
if I can only find the path
To make some sense of all this emptiness I feel
To find the diamond that was you crushed to carbon once again

Can I live to see your empty grave
Can I live to change myself
Can I live to make this happen
Can I live to be alone again without
the loving that was you.
To find completeness in the shards of loving yesterdays
To become whole in some other unknown way

I must

For you








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Written on 2015-11-14 at 18:06

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Please don't apologise for the repost, Joe; this is a beautiful heartrending poem and I'm honoured to read it. I love the title. There's immense strength of will involved here, all the more in evidence set amidst the very powerful images throughout the piece. And the ending reaches right through to my heart. Gentle applause from BBP.
2015-11-16


countryfog
Your original post was well before I came to theBay and so this is the first time I've read it, and I have no words for how moving it is, and how sad it is these years later that nothing has changed.
2015-11-15


Nancy Sikora
A beautiful illustration of the disbelief that accompanies news of a tragedy and the despair in the aftermath.
2015-11-15


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
So powerful and so apt after what has happened in Paris. When these things become extremely personal all these things must rush through your mind. You describe it very well. Had I lost someone dear in either of these tragedies I do not think that I could ever forgive this world. I would easily become a cold callous unfeeling creature.
2015-11-15


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
The news started breaking last night, I did not sleep as you know I spent many years in Paris and have loved ones living there - one of my sons had been to see the band, I thank all that is dear, that it was not last night - I held on today, waiting to hear from another of my sons who has been in Paris - your sentiment and heart show, dear friend

Elle x
2015-11-14



You have made both of these tragedies so personal that it is impossible not to feel each one in a so much deeper way. How does one respond to such tragedies when they become personal?
You have shown all the different ways in this very heartfelt poem
Thank you for sharing this.
2015-11-14