Every year that the anniversary of 9/11 rolls around I’m instantly taken back to that morning in our first apartment in Bellevue, WA where I first watch the news report coming in about the attacks. I’m not really one for morbid anniversaries, but so many lives have been impacted by this event that I think it really needs to be remembered. Certainly more so than the tiny spot MSNBC gave it on it’s website this morning. I did a little research, and to the best of what I could find online these are the numbers.
2996 people die in the attacks.
4804 allied service people die in Iraq.
125,422 Iraqis die in the campaign.
3372 allied service people die in Afghanistan.
There is no official total for Afghan casualties.
5 years later I wrote a poem titled Nine Eleven.
alone at night we would sit in a darkened room
high on our hill
the low street lights
were torch lit fire
in this new city
I would tell her
that I called someone
on the telephone
and told them to let the planes
fly through the night
the planes blinked
like moving stars
we sat alone in our darkened room
and that night
the sky was empty.