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The Victims

October 18, 2009
By savannah-jane PLATINUM, Soooomers., New York
savannah-jane PLATINUM, Soooomers., New York
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When the buildings fell
and the bricks tumbled,
the planes yelled
and the sky crumbled.
Hearts impaled,
bodies stumbled.
A life failed,
mourning rumbles.
Cold hands numbing,
a death becoming.
An estimated guess
of innocent deaths.
Tears fall from their eyes
as they watch the innocent die.
Blood slithers on the pavement,
lives are taken into enslavement.
All blood, no play.
All death, every day.
Once you cry,
it's the end--
you die.
It didn't need to happen,
this wasn't meant to be.
It didn't need to happen,
we all should be free.

The author's comments:
This was dedicated to the victims and the survivors of the 9/11 attack in New York City.

RIP. And God Bless.

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Swanson said...
on Apr. 6 2011 at 12:29 pm
This poem had a very sad tone but at the end it had a very strong statement "...we all should be free." and that was inspirational