Poems From "Somebody's Hero: Remembering 9-11-01"

copyright Publish America, 2003

Poems:Somebody's Hero

WE WANDER 

Long, unknown corridors

A mesmerizing maze, first lit, then shadowed

Walking past the things I’ve done

The people and places I’ve known

Sometimes I walk alone

Sometimes, others are with me

We make a journey not even knowing

What it is we might see

We hear the sounds of the city

The rush of cars along an invisible street

The whispered humming of humanity

The click of phantom boots on concrete

We walk past the firehouse

We walk toward the towers, too

We begin a climb we’ve made many times before

And as we rise, we know it’s true

Transparent walls, shimmering windows

A ghostly staircase beneath our feet

Still we climb as high as before

Sometimes, I think I still feel the heat

Inside that tower

Inside our souls

We wander

Passing people rushing to escape

As we continue our steady climb

We would not be stopped; we would not fail

No matter what unimaginable things we find

These walls hold our secrets

And the secrets of all who were here

Even of all those who found a way to safety

We can still sense their lingering fear

Today I walk alone

Today, there is no one with me

I make my journey slowly

Ready for anything I might see

The sound of the city is solemn this day

No cars inhabit the street

No hurrying masses of humanity

My boots make no sound on the concrete

I walk past my firehouse

I give Ladder 12 its due

Those guys put it on the line every day

The same as me and you

I walk toward the towers

Yes, I still see them, too

I make that climb solo today

As the floors disappear behind me, I know it’s true

Transparent walls have become unreal

Windows have become mirrors and I see

A ghost building all around me

A mirage of floor beneath my feet

On the streets and in the homes of this city

Inside those planes and those towers, too

Inside my mind and yours

Inside our souls

We wander

 

 

 

FAR FROM HEAVEN 

I stand back and watch with wonder

I feel envy stab like a knife

For all the true believers

So sure of an after-life

Each day I came to work

Right here at Engine Seven

I wonder if I am the only one

Who feels so far from heaven

Even as we say that prayer

As we sit down for dinner

I worry even if you don’t believe

You still may be a sinner

If those around me knew

How that trust in a god eludes me

Would they shun or ridicule

Would they try to help me see

Instead each day I come to work

Ladder 12, Engine Seven

And I ask myself if I’m the only one

Who feels so far from heaven

I’ve stepped into a church

And watched the ceremony with awe

So many people, just simply believing

My heart, it is stripped raw

For I want so desperately to believe

To join them all and pray

For all the souls lost to hate and anger

On that fateful autumn day

But every day I come to work

Right here at Engine Seven

And I wonder am I the only one

Who feels so far from heaven

Perhaps it is the trust that must be given

That makes it so very hard

For I learned so long ago

To stop it before it starts

I taught myself to keep my distance

To unlearn what had been told

When trust was shattered one awful summer night

And left my soul just ten years old

I wish someone could show me

I wish I could find the way

To begin along the path once more

That I was torn from that lonely day

Instead I wander into work each day

Badge 6633, Ladder 12, Engine Seven

And I ask myself am I the only one

Who feels so far from heaven

I wonder how many others are lost

And so very far away from heaven

 

 

ONCE WERE CHAMPIONS 

We are a new battalion

Three hundred strong

Riding next to you

Where we still belong

We were fighters

Trying to protect and save, we fought

We shared the same mission that day

The same intentions, actions, thoughts

In a storm of confusion

We had one thing on our mind

To bring those trapped to safety

To seek what there was to find

Once were champions

In red, white, and blue

Still carrying the heart of a champion

Still leading the charge with you

Perhaps only in spirit

Coming through from beyond

Surviving on a faith I never knew I had

Forging a brand new bond

Three hundred brothers

Reaching out from beyond

Allowing faith to be enough

Strengthening this new bond

For we are a new battalion

True, brave, three hundred strong

Riding the engine right next to you

Finding the place where we belong

When you feel that flame

Threaten to grow into a wall

Let my faith give you strength

And know I am with you on that call

When you think that hand is going to slip

Slowly from your grasp

Think of that day we all stood tall

And my hand, too, will clasp

Together we will pull that life

Out of the mouth of that monster named fire

Together we will find the way out

And make death a liar

Once were champions

In red, white, and blue

Still carrying the heart of a champion

Still leading the charge with you

And maybe only in spirit

Finding the way through from beyond

Finding a faith I never knew I had

As we forge this brand new bond

We are a new battalion

Riding three hundred strong

Taking our place right next to you

Where we will always belong

Where once were champions