Angels Down
ANGELS DOWN
On broken wings and failing engines the plane starts to die,
eleven people are at God’s mercy as it hits the ground in a shattering
impact smashing limbs and machinery as if was paper.
Through the flames people scream and by the chance of time
and coincidence a man is there to help.
He drags two people clear in terrible pain. The rest burn and scream
before him – he can’t beat the flames and at risk of his own life
he stopped to help.
In a terrible tragedy five young air stewardesses perished in agony,
such a waste of youth and beauty when a plane went wrong.
Copyright © Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex | Year Posted 2015
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