Twin towers

For no reason  
Comes visions that nine eleven  
The somehow of a whispered confession  
That god could help the anger lessen  

The statuesque that was ours to construct  
Its landings where the lifts did stop  
Turned  the wing and lined it up  
The time of abrieviated shock  
 
Of gasps and cries as we obsorbed  
Impailed the dagger that decends  
Concrete an steel with fire scorched  
No time to say a last amen  
 
The swirling dust  
Some without names  
Affronts process, a nation and its loss  
Of pictures held in shaking hands  
 
Question with the answers yet unsaid  
Rescorla a memorial there just to help  
Ground zero and stand with head so bowed  
The shadow monoliths in history knelt