Smoke And Chaos Poem by Adam M Snow

I see smoke, waking pain;
cries of souls, death in vein.
I see streets flowing red,
among many lost or dead;
reigning chaos from insanity,
growing strong our humanity.
I see from terror rising heroes,
amidst chaos, love arose.
Flowing tears still being shed;
many nations, mourning the dead.
People scattering like fluttering birds,
screaming cries still being heard.
I see from chaos, many uniting;
a nation's love, a fire igniting.