9-11

Screaming people,
calling their loved ones,
to say their final good byes.

UN-calm people,
there were tons.

Unfortunate people,
losing their lives to the suicidal men,
everyone weeps and cries.

People frantic,
there were more then ten.

With the plane down low,
people had no clue,
that this could be their last day.

With one big blow,

how could this be true?

It destroyed a tower.

People rushing,
was it an accident?

Unfortunately no,
as another plane hit,
crashing, crushing.

People running,
cops cars as loud as possible.
As the grey smoke takes over.

No four leaf clover,
could help the situation.

Running away,
from the billowing smoke,
UN-able to breathe.

As people choke,
this is no joke.

It's all over the news,
millions of miles away,
people are crying over a lost one.

Others blow a fuse,
out of anger and rage.

Schools are watching it all live,
little ones,
old ones,
everyone.

People left dead,
idiots far away,
in their bed.
Not caring they killed tons,
happy, peaceful.
While the people of the twin towers,
rest in their grave,
under the rubble.