September 11 an ordinary day, wake up to the sound of the alarm.
A husband says goodbye to a wife, a wife says goodbye to husband. A dad says goodbye to his kids, a mother says goodbye to her kids, heading to their final destinations not realising that will be goodbye for ever.
A man, a woman arrives at the towers of doom. To them another tuesday just like every other tuesday, filling out paperworks, answering phones not knowing their lives were about to be deprived from them.
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Chris this is such a wonderful poem........i loved this one.. =)
that was just beautiful..i loved it and i greatly appreciate ur comment that u you left me i'm sorry i coiuldn't get back to you sooner..but i thank you..~hazel..
Stirring piece of work. Great job :)