First and Last (Part Two)

But then an hour later,
A crashing noise they heard,
No alarms rang, no message to clear the building,
This little distraction, no one paid attention.

She began working once again,
Couldn’t help but be a little shuck up,
Nervous stomach and racing heart,
She declares them first day nervous,

Everyone in her office hurried off,
Eyes on computer talking on the phone,
Striking keys filled the room,
Maybe this is normal as she too worked on,

Then a jolt beneath her feet,
The room took a shook,
This movement made everyone look,
Once more hearts racing and mind wondering,

Lights flicker just a little,
Her mind screaming, “Get out”,
An announcement filled the room,
As all the other floors heard this too,

“Ladies and Gentlemen,
There appears to be a problem,
Please avoid escalators and elevators,
Use the stairs to exit the building,

Please stay calm, and keep your cool,
Please descend fast and let firer fighters pass,
Please follow future announcements,”
Just then the power flickered,

“Please cooperate for safety,
Please try to run things smoothly”
As again it cut him off,
Put his message didn’t flicker on,

She quickly grabbed her purse and saved her work,
Joined the mob hurrying for the exit,
Whispers echo the hallways,
Trapping feet and frowns upon all people,

What caused the building to evacuate?
What caused her office to jolt so easily?
Drumming hearts and cell phones out,
Calling to see what’s happening.

One women began to cry,
“Oh my god!
We’re all going to die,
Two lanes had hit each tower,”

Another man yelled,
“We’re floor 94,
We’re screwed they hit farther down,
We’ll collapse before we reach the burnt floors,”

Some dropped to their knees and prayed out loud,
As more cell phones made their final byes,
The line for the stairs is not moving at all,
Lower floors are emptying before ours could more one.

She left the line to approach the window,
Facing the other tower she looked down,
Clouds of black smoke just pouring out,
Her building too was just as black,

As people from the halls began to gasp,
She turned to see,
Black smoke filling the scene,
Beginning to pour in rapidly,

She looked around the near by desk,
She spotted a new by sweater,
She grabbed it and drenched it with water,
She held it to her mouth, the closest to filter the smoke,

The line still had not moved,
Tears weld her eyes for it’s the end,
She turned to face the other building,
As she saw men and women plunging down,

Maybe its quicker and faster death,
But she cannot climb up the stairs,
To crowded with others pushing through,
She has no guts to jump so far,

Just then she looked into the hall,
The line not moving, but men and women falling,
Black smoke killing them slowly,
Filling their lungs, falling one by one.

She poured more water on the sweater,
Her breathing got harder and slower,
Once more she looked out the window,
Sweat dripping from her body,

Few people still surviving,
94th floor people are disappearing,
Falling to their knees and fainting,
Screams and cried all through the hallways,

As the building shift again,
Metal breaking underneath,
A moment of swaying,
As the building began to shake,

Starring at the other tower,
It began to grow as she began to fall,
She on the 94th floor was now floor 53,
94th floor become level to six,

Huge clouds of black then covered the sun,
Clouds of rubble spread blocks out,
So ends her life, and her first and last day of work,
Of the job that was suppose to change her fate forever.

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