poetandknowit11 Sep 2002

A 9/11 poem on 9/11 with another 9/11 poem somewhere in here written by the deevil himself. I think it rather bold to try to minimize such a hefty theme into such odd schematics. I wonder if other great tragedies like the holocaust and such went through a period where the writing was generic and over generalized before taking effect in a more personal sense and thus developing its own genre of quality (albeit depressing) literature.