It was a day like any other Heavy traffic- Morning train 3 minutes late- Sounds of coffee being poured- Phones beginning to ring- and the jets were getting closer Typical morning talk of weekend wins and losses of favorite teams. Chatting about son's and daughter's first weeks back to school, A sale at Macy's tomorrow! and the first jet hit with a horrendous crash Sounds of an explosion filled the air. Everyone looked at one another in horror and began to run for the doors. Flames shot out from the jagged edges of the wounded building. and another jet was approaching Then, another explosion, startling misguided composure into chaos as buildings began to sway. People ran for their lives in panic. and flames began to ravage the buildings The flames came closer and some ran to open places to avoid the fires spreading through the halls. and some chose to fly They flew like eagles with wings spread wide on a desparate journey to a new and faroff land. and the ambulances and firemen came They stumbled up stairways, past bodies and crowds of people struggling to get out, they, themselves, gasping from lack of oxygen. and the buildings began to sway and rumble Flames met them at every door; Girders groaned and melted; Walls and floors began to fall away like a house of cards tumbling. Some managed to get away, and some did not and their stories were told in pictures upon a wall. There were flowers and mementos scattered, there; A place where grief was taller than the buildings_ where family's lives were shattered and people wept. and their spirits shall live forever in history Those innocent lambs sent to slaughter for living in a free country! and America showed her colors that day Red, for the people who died that day, White, for their purity of heart and heroism, Blue, for the tears and grief of thousands of people. -- Judith Anne Labriola
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