Winston Harding Poems
On The Elevator
Rushing to work, up in the sky
Taking the elevator, up! Up! Up!
People coming in, one by one
Dressed appropriately, never a smile
People sadden by age, by profession
Ravished by economic turns, never a smile
People with relationship problems, enter en masse
Never, never a smile
Looking at the ceiling, the floor
Never smiling at each other
Never a word of hope, heard
You said hello, they frown on you
How dare you talk to a stranger
On the elevator? How dare you?
You wonder aloud; are these people from outer space?
On the elevator, crowded,...
God Bless America
The hands of evil awakened the sleeping giant
They thought they could destroy the
Manificent symbol of freedom on September 11,2011
And escape the resolve of a people, a nation
Courage in the hearts of citizens
Awakened to the call of action
A nation under attack, respond
Yet a world wonder, how could it be?