The Eyes of Argus | Perceptions

Argus 2003

The World is not so big just now,
Safe within my bed,
Warm, secure, between my sheets,
The day before me spread,

I rise to breakfast,
Start my day,
It’s off to class and then,

The Towers,
Mass Destruction,
The tales that classmates spread,

TV on,
My day is done,
Spread upon my screen,

Smoke and windswept rubble,
Such an awful scene,

Loss, the toll is heavy,
Woes a world away,
A dark that could not reach us,
Had crossed our shores this day.

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