(poems go here) A Different Light of That Flight
By: Kayla Logan
10/22/12

Strong and sturdy I was made to be,
Not fearing storms that came to me.

I was built with skill and with care,
To knock me down would be a dare.

Then they built my twin, and their two,
There was nothing that we could not do.

In our midst was all kinds of talents,
From business to discovering planets.

Most of the career paths of life we had,
The fact that we had, though is still so sad.

I am still not sure what it is that we did,
What was it that made them flip their lid?

Was it because of our location and place,
Did they think we where against their race?

The hatred done to me and my twin,
Was so awful, it was such a sin!

It was worse for me, I saw him fall,
My poor brother to him, I did call.

It was no use though when that plane hit,
And the fire in my body was light.

I saw it coming directly at me first
Oh, the pain and the memory is curse.

I did not know what was happening,
The whole thing now is so sickening.

I mean who plans to fly a plan into me?
A dreadful war it certainly did decree!

When I took that first plane though,
The sound within caused the woe.

People screaming, running for lives,
“Oh God, save us all”, a man cries!

The time was short I knew that for sure,
For this I had no way to help or to cure.

I had kept them same many times before,
Different now, protection is no more.

By the people’s cries they knew it too,
There was nothing! Nothing I could do.

Then as if dreaming I saw another plane,
I thought I was losing it, going insane!

No trick of my brain, it was nearing,
The pain in my core started searing.

For this plane wasn’t meant for me,
But for my brother tower you see.

He took the hit but not as direct as I,
I could nothing, to help, except cry.

Two buildings in panic, in flame,
People for their life trying to claim.

Then it was, as if time seemed to stop,
Hearing the sounds of a horrid pop.

Then out of nowhere my brother fell,
The sound heard was one from hell.

And not long after that I took my fall,
I couldn’t stand it without him to call.

The sounds of dying, I won’t forget,
The power of my building I reject.

I killed so many people I feel awful,
It was not my fault it was unlawful.

To kill people in such a horrible way,
And in the matter I did not have a say.

I am sure some think that is the end,
But I beg to differ this story is to lend.

You see for after falls and the fires,
There was the beeping firefighters.

That was almost worse than the moans,
And the hurting of myself I did groan.

Soon weeks passed and I had a new name,
It was “Ground Zero”, it wasn’t the same.

Although to be honest nothing is anymore,
Except for the grand flag that still will soar.

Several placed all around me to remind,
The Declaration of Independence we signed.

To stand by our rights, our country will fight,
It will go to battle whether day or night.

I am proud of it though I no longer can stand,
I can still declare that I love this land!

A place that God has chose to bless,
When He could do so much less.

Right now though we have turned away,
I wonder how long we will have to stray?

Wasn’t I good enough? All I went through.
And what of my brother, can we evil eschew?

Please on behalf of my brother, I beg of you,
To stand up for the United States, take the cue.

We were the Twin Towers so great and strong,
Now we are, Ground Zero, don’t get me wrong.

Please I hope hearing my story will make it right,
I tried to give that flight in a different light.