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Snow in September
by
Sabrina Beth Davis
In my dreams
I heard the screams
And my mother's voice on my answering machine
I grabbed my dog
Ran quickly through my front door
In total disbelief they evacuated me
The planes crashed down in my neighborhood
We all ran as quickly as we could
From the thunder and smoke
Survival my only hope
Woke up the morning of desperation
Of falling freedom and seperation
I still can't believe it snowed in September
I felt the heat
As smoke engulfed all of the street
And ashes fell all around in my part of town
I closed my eyes
I prayed to make it home alive
I wanted to live to see my family
My life flashed quickly before my eyes
No emotions and I didn't even cry
All that I could think is I'm too young to die
Woke up the morning of desperation
Of falling freedom and separation
I still can't believe it snowed in September
Stood in the street
Knew I should drag my blistered feet
Far from the smoky hell where the buildings fell
Across the bridge I made a desperate wish
To forget I was a part of this
Back to the innocence of September 10th
My aunt was the first to get to me
We cried as she embraced me
We couldn't believe what happened to NYC
I was the last to see the news
But I already knew the magnitude
Of what went down in my part of town
Woke up the morning of desperation
Of falling freedom and separation
I still can't believe it snowed in September
The buildings fell
They were turned into a wishing well
All their hopes and dreams
Were ripped at the seams
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