tragedy or for eternity

When I heard the scream I dropped my drink,
flung my cigarette into the wilderness, quit
smoking it then ran outside to see
what I could do.

There was nothing
I could do.

The blood had already been curdled. And, the woman
for all I know, was already dead and murdered.

It spun my head like a bad trip from acid,

That scream.

That scream was a nightmare of a dream; only
thing is it was reality.

I realized, tonight (for the thousandth time),
that people ban together during
tragedies.

Such a sense of camaraderie
when two planes struck
the buildings.

What to do? To
make it okay?

"Just make it through today,"
is all I can say-

Yet,

At least, I see thoroughly
currently how

Individuals unite
during tragedy

I recently, just now, realized that life (in a sense)
is a tragedy and if everybody would admit
that then we'd ban together for eternity.