Blurs of colour all round,
listen close but hear no sound,
.
All at once, a stream of white
soars across the sky, blocks all light.
.
And within that one fateful hour,
The bird descends upon that tower.
.
Then all mankind watched as one,
as a single plane blocked out our sun.
.
Victims leapt with a strong desire,
to end not within that fire.
.
But instead end with the concrete rain,
for the fear far outweighed the pain.
.
Blurs of colour all around,
listen close but hear no sound.
.
Only laughter and scampering of feet,
as two small children run off to eat.