Fate

He awoke from a dream
that was more of a vision.
They always came to pass so
he closed his eyes to remember

Falling
  Crashing
      Burning

Nervously he packed his bags
took a cab to the airport.
He was about to board the plane
when before his eyes he saw
Falling
  Crashing
      Burning

He ran from the terminal and
grabbed his things from baggage.
He was about to get in a cab
when again he saw

Falling
  Crashing
      Burning

Panicked he ran inside
checked the time at the bus station.
He ran to the stop with barely any time left
And just as he was about to board the bus

Falling
  Crashing
      Burning

He stopped dead in his tracks
decided his only option left was to run home.
As he crossed the street he tripped
then looked up as his fate unfolded

He heard the crash as the cab he hailed flew off a nearby bridge
it landed on the bus he was about to board and blew up
scared he ran with the panicked crowd
trying so hard to get away.
He dropped his luggage and ran, all too late.
The plane he was supposed to board
plummeted from the sky.
Less than a second to impact.

His alarm went off and he awoke from his dream.
Scared, he decided he wasnt going on his business trip.
He went to his office to tell his boss he was quitting.

Later that night his mother recieved a call.
The Twin Towers had been struck by planes.
One of the planes was the one
her son was supposed to be on.
But the plane had struck right at his boss's office.
It fell, crashed, and burned
and he was among the first to die from that fateful day.