Boston: Boston Marathon Finish Line
What I remember about that day is clear.
I saw flames and destruction.
The people fled an awful terror.

I am walking home after a day of remembrance.

My steps are slow.
My heart is full of anger.
What can I do the release my pain?
I am lost today, just as I was before.

The people’s words were cut short.
I remember my shock and anger.
I saw the world transformed.

W. Wayne B.

© 2012 W. Wayne B.
Photo credit: Wally Gobetz

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About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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