In Oklahoma
April 19th, ’95
Gates of hell open

Ryder truck, diesel,
Ammonium nitrate, hate
Madness lights the fuse

Bits of fabric, flesh
Flutter in the wind — hope dies
In fireman’s arms

Building’s shattered face
Jagged, empty spaces, voids
In the web of life

It’s the end of time
For 168
19 little kids

17 years pass
Some questions have no answers
Except the sunrise