The World Came Down
The World in fire and smoke and tears came down;
Our lives as papers fluttered through the air;
Wind carried dust and prayers throughout the town
And world; both far and near, we all were there.
We heard the cries and watched the dreadful crash
Where we were, which we always shall recall,
Saw men as ghosts cloaked in a veil of ash
Who appeared and fled for nowhere at all.
In the midst of confusion and debris
Were heroes who were willing there to give
Their lives in such devoted bravery,
All in the hope that others there could live,
And many did exactly that, and they
Live on; as heroes they'll forever stay.
Looking back now still gives us cause to weep;
To think that day our history went awry,
Which since has robbed us of our breath and sleep,
Began as any 'neath September sky.
Who knew this beautiful day soon would see
Five thousand souls rise with the smoke to dwell
With God in Heaven for eternity,
And nineteen more descend in fire to Hell.
How sad it took this terror and demise,
These lives, to make us proud and free and one;
We'll not forget the world changed right before our eyes
When rubble stands no more before the rising sun.
A flag now waves against that silhouette;
The World came down, but we are standing yet.
Age 13 - when poem was written (now age 20)