story1515.xml
Title
story1515.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-08-28
911DA Story: Story
My friend who calls himself HATS, was working at ground Zero immediately after the terror attacks. He wrote me that he was upset about all the movie stars and famous singers and generally curious public that was standing in the wings, watching him and the rest of his men, posing for pictures and giving out interviews. I wrote this for him and for the men and women working tiredlessly, day after day, at GROUND ZERO.
to hats
to look at it
a huge still smoldering tangle
of twisted metal
concrete
and smoke
one cannot yet see the beauty within it
the resting place of nearly 5000 souls
the resting place of dreams
hopes and fears
love lost
fortunes destroyed
tears shed
bodies torn apart
and still
a place where hope is alive
the hope that we
as human beings
can learn to love again
learn to trust again
learn to crawl out of the ashes
and still the flames of hatred
the hope that love never dies
that memories will never take the backseat
to apathy
the hope that hope itself
trusting in itself
will somehow be enough
for tomorrow
and yes my friend
as movie stars traipse
and tourists gaggle
and onlookers disturb you
please remember
that todays stars may actually make a difference
tomorrow
if their art
their acting
their writing
their singing
takes an upward turn
after viewing
Americas graveyard
and they start saying no!!!
to just making the buck
and spend some time
spreading the message
of Love.
with love to all of you
M
to hats
to look at it
a huge still smoldering tangle
of twisted metal
concrete
and smoke
one cannot yet see the beauty within it
the resting place of nearly 5000 souls
the resting place of dreams
hopes and fears
love lost
fortunes destroyed
tears shed
bodies torn apart
and still
a place where hope is alive
the hope that we
as human beings
can learn to love again
learn to trust again
learn to crawl out of the ashes
and still the flames of hatred
the hope that love never dies
that memories will never take the backseat
to apathy
the hope that hope itself
trusting in itself
will somehow be enough
for tomorrow
and yes my friend
as movie stars traipse
and tourists gaggle
and onlookers disturb you
please remember
that todays stars may actually make a difference
tomorrow
if their art
their acting
their writing
their singing
takes an upward turn
after viewing
Americas graveyard
and they start saying no!!!
to just making the buck
and spend some time
spreading the message
of Love.
with love to all of you
M
Collection
Citation
“story1515.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 8, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/18783.