The planes had hit.
And, half asleep
I waited for King Kong
to manifest himself
up on that tower.
Surely, it is a movie,
at such ungodly hour.
I never will forget
those souls who jumped
because there is
no comprehension
in this head of mine.
I cannot write a poem
about the tragedy,
I'm just not man enough
to jump into the nothingness.
A very sad situation....I sincerly hope it never happens again.
I too find myself speechless. This was the most unexpected tragedy I have ever seen unfold. I hope to never see worse. Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a good poem, Herbert. The title fools one into believing it is about nothing when it is about everything we held dear and everything devastating to all of us. The image of those people jumping will stay with me always. Raynette