Evening Sirens

by

I can hear the sirens already
I can smell the fire in the air
inside I know the flames are growing

with the screams of the people trapped inside

I lie here on my bed in my apartment

on the south side of this town

listening to the sirens, horns and chaos

that surrounds every downfall of life we have

September eleventh seems years ago

and is almost forgotten in

the hours between five and ten a.m.

Where I am lying on my bed

listening to the sirens and contemplating

the downfall of my own existence

Iron & Wine play on the radio

telling mother to not worry
This is something we tell all mothers and fathers,

trying to convince them their sons and daughters

aren’t fighting to save themselves in the light

of salvation in the form

of enemy fire

I tell you not to worry as

I get in my car and drive across town,

down the exit ramps,

to the bridge at the middle of the city

that leads to nowhere

because the city crew hasn’t repaired it

from the last great downfall of this Earth

I tell you to sit tight and that I will be

right there but

you know better

and I never show up

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Who Gave You The Right
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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