Death from the Sky

Twin Towers

Two Towers stood by the water , they were tall and they were strong. People thought that they were safe and within their walls they would throng. Sadly though for all their beauty, people  were so wrong. Two thousand , seven hundred and fifty two souls perished on that September day. Two planes, death in the sky , homed in on the towers and all the souls on the planes knew  that they would also die.

They were not alone a plane headed into Washington and the Pentagon found. One hundred and eighty four perished there, smashed into the ground. There was even another plane on an evil errand  the good souls on that flight attacked their captors and brought them down in a field in Pennsylvania.  All souls lost their lives.

The killing has not stopped and will not for a long time yet for many are still suffering . The deadly dust that came from the towers frightful collapse was full of deadly things. So say say a prayer for those who died that day and remember those who still are suffering.

Let them and their families know that we shall not forget.

Lady in the water

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OH! my God I cannot get my breath the water is so cold. I cannot see my hand before my face my dress weighs me down, water in every fold.


My hair is getting in my face , my pulse and my heart beat race. Floating here gently down, skirt billowing I feel a certain grace. Is this it am I to drown.

The wall of water lays heavy on my chest , fit to burst suddenly full of pain I start to kick and flail and do my very best. I try to rise but all in vain  my efforts come to nought again and again.

Down down I go the wall of water pushes me so. All at once I stop the fight I feel at ease my body  light. I seem to rise and float , thank God the water clears from my throat.

Gentle light warms me now as I bathe my spirits high my vision clearing I can see through the water and up to the blue sky. I feel relaxed all fear banished as I move I seem to fly.

Now below me coming into view  a  red haired woman with lips of blue. Her skin so white her eyes blue too. She looks so pained it shocks me to the core . She is  dead and  breathes  no more.

Reaching out my hand to touch and help her I am shocked to see the fear and pain upon her face but more the realization strikes that she is me. My fingers gently  reach out to touch her  another shock I cannot grasp there is nothing there to hold.

OH! my God I cannot get my breath the water is so cold. I cannot see my hand before my face my dress weighs me down, water in every fold.

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