*CRACK*
Crack is the sound of luck,
the luck that his breathing may have been irregular,
the wind may have just been a knot faster,
his heart a beat stronger,
Crack is the sound of fear in your heart,
fear that sharpens your mind,
the mind that goes numb from the cluster of chaos,
bringing the over-barring silence to everything around you.
Crack is the relization that you're lucky,
lucky to be alive, still breathing, still beating,
lucky to see the sun set and the sun rise.
Crack is the sound you hear letting you know it's too late,
that he could have not missed, and you never would have heard crack at all
crack is the snipers shot, reminding you who and where you are.
Today I heard a crack...
Crack is the sound of luck,
the luck that his breathing may have been irregular,
the wind may have just been a knot faster,
his heart a beat stronger,
Crack is the sound of fear in your heart,
fear that sharpens your mind,
the mind that goes numb from the cluster of chaos,
bringing the over-barring silence to everything around you.
Crack is the relization that you're lucky,
lucky to be alive, still breathing, still beating,
lucky to see the sun set and the sun rise.
Crack is the sound you hear letting you know it's too late,
that he could have not missed, and you never would have heard crack at all
crack is the snipers shot, reminding you who and where you are.
Today I heard a crack...
"the mind that goes numb from the cluster of chaos"
I know that feeling and you are such a great person just knowing where you are and what you went through 9/11. I am so sorry, it changes everything.
Thank you for all of that and I am saving that poem if you don't mind?
Good luck!!!!!!!!!