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by pvbeth Sep 13, 2006 category : Special events / other poems
Tall giants standing in the sun none are as tall, not even one they glisten as they stand tall and true against a sky of a wonderous blue then from out of no where a scream is heard and people look to the sky and see one little bird but this bird is not a bird, but a plane instead who's only purpose is to leave people dead it soars toward the giants in all of their glory and knocks into one bringing down each and every story people are screaming and running away as a second plane dives into its powerless prey it falls beside its twin, broken and defeated the angels looked at the way the nation had been treated the angels cried a sorrowful song in heaven on the dreadful day of 9/11.