Tears of Blood

I closed my eyes,
When I opened them
I couldn't close them again.
How could I?
Is humanity dead?
Is peace dead?
Is violence the way?
Lord, have pity on us.
We have let you down.
We have made you cry.
Fire, smoke everywhere.
What did they get?
Nothing but innocent lives
and tears of blood.

Bikki Gautam of Nepal. I have taken this poem from one of the thousands of 9-11 poems at http://www.poetry.com/us_tragedy/searchgroup.asp.