9/11/2002 Poem by Jim Boone

The smoke has settled
Drummers and Pipers are marching
Greif and recovery the order of the day

Sunrise on mourning
A family affair
Parents and children
Husbands and wives
Brothers and sisters
NYPD – USAPD
FDNY – FDUSA
Sorrow draped in black
Brought into the light of day
Kept private behind closed doors
A dreaded and necessary day
That will go on, and on, and
At ‘Ground Zero’, as victims
Names were read, winds of
Spirits awakened swirled that
Hallowed dust around and around
Family, friends, the World
As beautiful music and soulful bagpipes
Replace, for awhile, the sounds of
Pain and suffering: Andre, Mark, Susan,
Joseph, Robert, Michael, Maria, Albert,
Margaret, Mary, Kevin, Deloris, Conrad,
Tim, James, Michael, Christopher, Jack,
Andrew, Ed, Charles, Brian, Carlos, Damian,
Patrick, Edward, Jim, Clinton, Dorothy, Samantha,
David, Jennifer, Christian, William, Paul, Constantine,
Thomas, Simon, Vito, Andrea, Don, Vinnie, Martin,
Albert, Kevin, John, Cindy, Gerard, Debra, Nancy,
Judith, Steven, Marisa, George, Brenda, Alberto,
Jerome, Randall, Luke, Dick, Luke and You beloved.


(2002)