A DAY REMEMBERED


Hiding on the floor

Waiting for the light

She sits in fear

Her child not born


Shivering as the building quivers

There was peace in the morning ride

The world changes in the darkness of smoke

Trying to breathe life in last moments


Where to walk or run

Where to walk or run

In the darkness of fire

Dreams of yesterday when it was safe


Others running about

Cries of horror in halls and stairways

The smell of death all around

Not knowing when the light will come


Falling to the ground

The child in her never to be born

Floors disappear beneath her

All she knows now is smoke and fire


Michael V Hechtman Copyright 2000