I looked down at the city from the 110th floor
I could see the whole city and maybe even more
Just as I was proudly looking down
My smile turned into a frown…
Like anger and hatred fire and smoke rose in the air
My breath was getting shorter and I was full of fear
I soon found out I was trapped as I went down the stairs
I ran in a panic, like a waterfall, down fell my tears
I stopped and looked down at the city for the last time
I saw blood all around me, wet as slime
I was about to jump down and die
When something caught my eye
It was white and gray like the skies
It was a wounded eagle with dark green eyes
Like those of a strong firm tree
It looked so wild and free
Its wing was broken and he couldn’t fly
I though he would just wait there to die
But no, he opened his wings and soared into the gray dusk sky
I decided to the world I wouldn’t say goodbye
If the eagle wouldn’t give up I wouldn’t either
I saw a baby in the arms of a fallen cold dead mother
Silent tears were streaming down her rosy face
I felt her smooth silky skin as I picked her up with grace
I was thinking about a way to save the baby girl
But I couldn’t go on as I fell down in a curl
With my hands I felt the blood stained floor
My head got all dizzy like never before
As I waited to die from the horrible attack
I could have sworn I saw the wounded eagle fly back
As it clawed the baby up to carry her back to life
My head hurt worst then if it was stabbed by a knife
On this world my last tear fell
To the world I said my last farewell
Up to heaven my soul flew
Where I even got a better view
