I remember twelve years ago
being seven years old
and watching the TV on a school day.
the grey rubble, the grey smoke
and the fear was grey.
I remember realizing
there were people
trapped underneath the grey.
Buried far below,
with all of their colors
disappearing forever.
Some see hell
as a red,
flaming fire.
I
see it as
grey.
And Heaven
with Jesus Christ
as a shining rainbow.
