Dust
Ash
Embers
Hopes
All things present
But slow dispanning
From my memory
As I run screaming, "Mommy! Daddy!"
People like pillars
Running into
Pounding into my body
Knocking into my shoulders
As if I got shot
So young
So fragile
So unaware
Every siren
Every whistle
Every scream
Echoing in my ears
I see trucks and people blaze by
In a hurdling mass of chaos
I hear in the screams
"The towers are coming down!"
I look to see a man falling
Falling like a meteor
I see him crash into the earth
A puff of dust comes off the landing
I'm sobbing so hard my tears cloud my vision
I get to where I need to be
But officers hold my fragile body back
There comes one, then two, then three
Fighting with all my might
To fight them
"My family is in there! Let me go!"
The chaos settles
The puff disappears
The tears grow stronger as they give up their fight
My body fell like the towers, as I knew I was now an orphan
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