That late summer morning, sky so cobalt blue
I was enjoying coffee with my coworkers,
I suddenly sensed we weren't alone in our
vicinity, minutes later,
an earth rocking jolt, a roar,
a shrieking jet plane, blazing fuel,
my co-workers screaming,
but the smoke was choking me as I
crawled, bits of glass embedded in my legs,
my hosiery twisting, taut,
my breath, then became shallow -
my own screams, my lungs bursting !
Oh God ! My lips, my skin burning !
The searing ! oh, my God, the searing !
Please, please, take this from us !
Our floor's windows blown open
yet, there was singing, I heard such
their voices so calming amidst
the inferno, the sun obscured,
the sky blotted, the wails, the
Yet, I still heard their singing,
the heights did not frighten me,
and, when I jumped from the tower,
God took my soul,
and, as my body emptied of
it's earthliness, there was
no more pain,
as if floating,
oh, my family,
I'll always cherish all of you.
~ September 11, 2001, the fateful tragic
day of carnage and death inflicted on the World
Trade Center and it's workers, Flight 93 and it's innocent
passengers, and the Pentagon and it's workforce.
A lot of us thought, "How could this happen, how?!"
We thought our national security was rock solid,
tragically, it wasn't. Almost three thousand people
died that heartbreaking, agonizing day. And, very
shortly after this horrible event, many young adults
felt called to join the U.S. military to defend our
country, and, sacrificed their own lives.~
Original date poem written September 9, 2019
Historic Event poetry contest
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Copyright © Regina Elliott | Year Posted 2020