a picture perfect terrorism
charred remains leave little to the imagination
cause few to have different reactions
we all know what this means
don't we
that fires swept burning
buildings fell tumbling downward
crumbling beneath
the pressure
the heat
and shrapnel flew through the sky
soot layers everything
covers blanketing
lies upon it all
crisp black edges mat the borders
frame every single piece
of everything left to see
framed for your memory
the refrigerators
the table tops
and walls
papers lined with a welder's spark
bright orange yellow
consume the pages still feeding
oxygen carbon breeding
until there is nothing left to feast upon
nothing left to remember
silent as a midnight snowstorm
standing in the middle
as bright eyed as a newborn
seeing the atrocities
that have yet to come to pass
but are drawing near
in our homes
in our own backyard
there are no explosions here
cause few to have different reactions
we all know what this means
don't we
that fires swept burning
buildings fell tumbling downward
crumbling beneath
the pressure
the heat
and shrapnel flew through the sky
soot layers everything
covers blanketing
lies upon it all
crisp black edges mat the borders
frame every single piece
of everything left to see
framed for your memory
the refrigerators
the table tops
and walls
papers lined with a welder's spark
bright orange yellow
consume the pages still feeding
oxygen carbon breeding
until there is nothing left to feast upon
nothing left to remember
silent as a midnight snowstorm
standing in the middle
as bright eyed as a newborn
seeing the atrocities
that have yet to come to pass
but are drawing near
in our homes
in our own backyard
there are no explosions here