Twins Die
TWINS DIE
‘HELP’ twins are on fire,
Proud buildings, tall, there,
To admire,
Firemen rush to the scene,
Risking their lives, their,
Everything their complete being,
People jumping from windows,
100 or more stories high,
Kept falling out of the sky,
Some from burnt out planes,
Others burnt inside the twin towers,
And became cinder,
Adding to the flames and tinder
Smoke, bodies, debris everywhere,
Tears, shouts half burnt
People soon to become corpses!
It looked like hell
From all directions a yell,
A horror movie, a bad spell.
Soon silence, just concrete falling alight,
On the ground with a thunderous might!
Survivors screaming, looking for the lost,
Some found still burning, what a cost,
These innocent people had to pay,
To believers praising Allah prepared to die,
On this disastrous Day!
The devils carnage, to please remember,
This year as we celebrate 25th December,
What Happened on the 11th September,
2001, disastrous, horrific,
Our wish to their families is peace
For their heartbreak will never cease!
And then to those who bore,
The brunt of the American wrath,
Innocent children amongst thousands killed,
Indiscriminately who were bombed,
Perhaps also fried and grilled,
By flames from buildings that spilled!
We are all children of God,
Why should anyone have to face,
Any human attack, a death squad!
United we all want the same,
We want peace to reign.
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