Conceived in hate, birthed in terror,
thousands died; everyday ordered lives
tumbled down, disintegrating
into corruption-tainted shards leaving
only sorrow-storms, hollowed hearts
and shattered trust
2 billion watched this Nation’s
innocence destroyed; bore witness
while our tattered dreams fell
amongst the smoke and rubble,
now haunted by the never-to-be forgotten;
co-joined survivors living the aftermath
The Power of Place (with exercises!)
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Recently, a reviewer commented on my work as that of “Oregonian Barbara
O’Neal.” It was said with pride, and I was honored—but also a little
startled. Am...
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