This is dedicated to those who were trapped on floors above the point where the planes crashed into the twin towers on that dreadful morning. Imagine life suddenly being reduced to just two choices. It’s a chilling, sobering thought.
Poem by Larry Buford
I heard the roaring of the plane
so close I held my breath
then an explosive crash announced
the arrival of death.
The tremendous boom, the crunch, the grind
drowned out my desperate scream
great fireballs, heat so intense
I prayed it was a dream.
Fear took control – what shall I do
perish in flames or flee
I paced and cried, I cried and paced
time running out on me.
No where to run, no where to hide
so far above the ground
my last wish for my loved ones was
that my remains be found.
I jumped into Eternity
Hell blazing at my heels
I pleaded, God have mercy…
knowing my fate was sealed.