I Saw an Airplane
Rushed out of school, without a clue in the world
Thousands of people died in the last half hour
Moms, dads, sons, and daughters..
Gone.
On the big screen in the middle of the living room,
The display showed the terror.
Colors,
Gray, black, a little of red
The Twin Towers had collapsed, people erased.
I saw an airplane.
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