9/11, The Day of Change

A very heartfelt poem about 9/11

Dust before my placid eyes, 

Ash raining from the sky. 

Shrieks fill the heavy air 

As a second plane races 

Through our peripheral. 

The shrieks come to a stop, 

All eyes turned to the plane. 

It turns sharply. 

It doesn't hesitate. 

A splitting roar sounds in the ears of all. 

And then silence, 

Louder than the loudest cries. 

 

Flames, 

Smoke, 

Ash. 

Fear is evident in the air. 

Everyone is a terrorist 

In the eyes of one another. 

As slowly, 

The buildings burn. 

 

At once, 

A splitting crack 

And the first towering mass buckles. 

The once proudly standing tower 

Is now nothing. 

Nothing but ash and debris. 

 

Tears, 

Cutting through ash on faces. 

People running about, 

Screaming for loved ones 

Never to return. 

The blare of sirens 

Symbolize that help is one the way. 

But it isn't fast enough. 

As the minutes tick by, 

One life after another 

Comes to an abrupt halt. 

 

Others stand in horror 

As the scene unfolds. 

Minutes that seem like hours 

Pass as the clock marks 

Every passing second. 

The air is heavy with silence. 

Nobody dares disturb 

The piercing roar 

Of silence. 

 

All at once, 

The second tower 

Gives way. 

Once more, 

Shrieks fill the air. 

The not quite fully evacuated building 

Crumples 

Under its own weight. 

Many lives are lost. 

Many lives are ruined. 

Many lives, 

Are changed forever. 

Author's Note

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