Ground Zero

I stand and gaze at hallowed grounds
What once stood is no more
Nearly four years have passed
Yet an eeriness, a reverence prevails
Listen closely you can hear all the cries
Voices from those lost, those that lost

The emptiness that now exists
Hinders the imagination of what once was
Reading the names upon the wall
Silently weeping, my heart fallen
Each in their own right a fallen hero
Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers
Innocently robbed of so much life
Each with a story screaming to be told
Name after name an endless procession

Suddenly it jumps at me as if in bold
Your name stands out, my heart screams
I openly cry, tears for a stranger
My fingers attempting to feel
To absorb each and every letter
We never met, never talked
Introduced through stories and photos
Tears form in her eyes as each story is retold
She still weeps, she still aches, she misses so

Once again I look upon these hallowed grounds
I picture you rushing without thought to safety
Into what was to become your own tomb
Attempting to rescue those unknown to you
They will rebuild but never replace
A reminder so others never forget
This family with so many fallen before their time
You our fallen hero that forever will remain
In our speech, in our thoughts, in our hearts