New Bridges
by
vision_wolfe


Waiting
With bated breath
For the sky to fall,

We dig through the rubble
Of security and confidence
Looking
For a supporting beam
Of hope and promise.

We walk with heads high
Not in pride,
But to watch the sky
For the timeless enemies
Despair and Destruction.

We move forward
From the place of fallen monuments
Looking backwards
Over our shoulders
To the graves of the lost.

Somehow,
Dearest Creator,
Give us the strength
To build a bridge of Kinship
Where the wreckage
Of Arrogance
Once stood.


Vision Wolf
Sept 19, 2001

Dedicated to my father, Brodney Diabo, and to all the lost beneath the steel.











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