Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Poetry by Peake

Oliver looks back on 9/11, and its impact on our nation and our souls.

Oliver Peake

I remember it like it was yesterday
Watching the plane crash into the first tower
Then another into the second tower
A movie perhaps?
Groups of people screaming, running, dust everywhere
The sound of the fire trucks racing
 Carrying their brave passengers to their ultimate deaths
The two twin roofs are pouring thick black smoke into a shocked sky
Time stands still
2 painful hours pass, they crumble in a loud roar
They are gone,
Rubble and dust everywhere
The souls of the 2,993 are gone including the hijackers
Now the Freedom Tower is built
What price for Freedom?


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