Hijacked planes up in the sky
Carry men willing to die
Time ticks by in clouds they lay
Brave men will fall upon this day
Tall and mighty the towers stand
The planes they fly low to the land
With the shaking, fear fills each plane
They know their captors are insane
Debris and dirt fill the air
To the ground, the tower falls, a pair
People hear and people there
Many are buried at death's door
At the end we hear them say
Please be with my family
I can't go home, yet today
But peace, have I, with my creator
People mourn upon this day
For us all, their lives they paid
Born to live and die, they say
Please remember us on this here day
Author notes
Written in 8th grade with a friend. Revised by myself many times since then.
Point of Interest: My sister was born on 9/11/01.
A contest entry
- The 8th anniversary of nine eleven by wander of the sky.
435 points, ended September 13, 16 entries
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Comments
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oh wow
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congrats on the birth of your sister... at least there was one bright thing that happened on that day.
Nicely written poem. You did well.
Thanks for sharing this with us and thanks for entering it into my contest.
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this is very well written thank you for your entry
good luck -
nothing else need be said...thank you for the memory that stirs in my heart
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