Michael McCoy wilson


September Eleven

It seems to me like it is a nocturnal battle
I thought it single, but it came to me double
A night brought forth an unforeseen attack
This will forever linger in my mind’s back
It was not stage-managed like a home movie
This happened for real more than a scenario
She made a cacophony of what I observed
Not enough to fight, still I was tempered

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