On a Tuesday

don’t know when,
or where the light switch went
who, or what grabs the unquenchable flame?

how do I stand if I can
among desks, dead concrete,
smoke and loose leaf limbs?

it’s the way he said it,
in a red badge moment
i wiped away blood from
the inside of my glasses and rose;

for everyone who can stand
stand now, if you can
help others, do so.

-The Red Bandanna by Tom Rinaldi
a 9/11 Tribute to civilian Welles Crowther

for Real Toads


15 thoughts on “On a Tuesday

    1. I actually found that the children’s version of Wells’s valiant actions is portrayed much more heroically in the children’s book his sister wrote which his uncle illustrated. Very upbeat

  1. I think we must sometimes allow ourselves to be confronted by terrible truths. Your poem is as riveting as the book must surely be – and inspiring too.

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