World Trade Center

Title says it...

She saw the flames ignite right before her eyes

She only wanted to believe that it was all lies

He saw his co-worker and friend jump from the top

He screamed and cried and begged for it to stop

They felt the searing heat of the jet running in

Murder is a traumatic, terrible sin

The people down below cried and screamed in fear

Never knowing what to expect or hear

He, safely out and looking up high

saw a woman falling, falling from the sky

She had jumped from the building, pure suicide

It all rushed over him like a huge, tremendous tide

A little girl at home, sat in her room

Obliviously laughed and played with her dolls

A girl so small wouldn't comprehend

The terror that was taking place at the World Trade Center

Her mother in the living room stared at the screen

Tense and nervous, towards the television she'd lean

Tears started to fall from her eyes, so sweet

as she sat on the very edge of her seat

Back at the scene, more terror was to unfold

No one knew what was happening or was told

When another plane crashed into the second tower

We all stood, terrified, we cower

At the end of it all, I can't say it was the same

None of us here were the ones to blame

Those who died in our hearts are still alive

For in Heaven, they're happy and they thrive

Reviews

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Visiting NYC and seeing those twin towers on that day was heartwrenching tradegy. Wonderfully written tribute. Nicely done.

Never Forget
~Anna Rose

[The Cobra Lounge]

she only wanted to believe that it was all lies

Very true...I remember waking my husband up that morning...I showed him the T.V. and asked...."Is this for real?!!" Well penned

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Nice tribute.

Good job.

[fetusparty]

I really loved reading this. It was extraordinary. The rhyme scheme was a little predictable and if you used more choppy sentence structure it would add a little more flow to your poem. They read more like full sentences to me, but we all have our different style of writing.

"At the end of it all, I
can't say it was the
same
None of us here were the ones to
blame
Those who died in our hearts
are still alive
For in Heaven,
they're happy
and they thrive"

To me it just sounds more...well, it adds more emphasis to specific words. Anyways! This was really charming and emotional. I could feel the power with the words you chose to use. Good job.