Modern Society (September 11)

*this may be upsetting to people involved in anyway with the september 11 attacks*

September 11, 2001, there is calmness in the air,
New York City, people everywhere.
It is early in the morning, 8 27am to be exact,
The city looks perfect, all is intact.
There are normal noises, people talking, cars driving around,
And the tallest buildings in the world still stand more then 1300 feet from the ground.
Down on the ground next to tower one and two,
A little school girl is sick with the flu.
Her mother told her the dangers of being alone so she should,
Come to work with her, but only if she was good.
If only they knew the dangers that would occur on that day,
The mother and daughter would have gone away.
The girl looks at the time and it reads a quarter to nine,
And she sighs as she thinks of something to pass the time.
She spins around in her mothers chair,
Then she looks out the window, her eyes are locked there.
She sees a shape not far from where she sits,
And she calls in her mum to ask what it is.
Her mum looks out the glass and doesnt say a word,
And then she covers the eyes of her little girl.
The plane comes closer and then it hits,
And the two of them run, they can no longer sit.
Meanwhile outside in the street,
People are in shock and drop to their feet.
As the plane makes contact with one of the towers,
The country of America no longer feels power.
For a moment in time they pray to the heavens,
And in years to come they will be hurt by September 11th.
As the building collapses people start to scream,
They would never have seen this in the wildest of dreams.
The country and the world is suddenly put on halt,
They are left asking why people die even though it wasnt their fault.
The image seems surreal, like a thing on TV,
It is a thing no one wants to see.
But as fake as it seems it is all real,
The pain of the attack is something everyone feels.
News reporters rush to the scene,
And even to them, this is something they have never seen.
The building now stands a few feet from the ground,
But now it isnt solid, only wreckage is found.
An hour has passed,
And the structure has fallen fast.
Police, ambulance and fireman try to look through and through,
Finding survivors is all they want to do.
But even with their experience, they are taken over by fear,
Then one of them sees the little girl and out comes a tear.
She lies there dead, in the arms of her mother,
And then comes another, another and another.
More and more bodies are found in the wreck,
Thousands dead and alive pulled out by their necks.
People watch from home, nearby or overseas,
All over the world, people plead.
Peace doesnt come though; the death toll keeps rising,
There are people dying and some only surviving.
What once stood as the greatest structure around,
Now stands as nothing along the ground.
The Americans do not know how to react,
Because there greatest fear is now a fact.
Even the powerful can fall in a heap,
Even the powerful can be cut so deep.

Now we are at war,
Even though we do not know what for.
Modern society tells us it is right,
So now all we do is fight.
Will it ever end? I do not know,
But all the violence must go.