I was told I would be a hero. A true hero, Giving my life for my country. I’d make my family proud.
I now look at the fear stricken faces, With tears running down their wet cheeks, About to pummel into the bottomless sea. I am deeply saddened. They never got a chance to say goodbye. Endless screams is all I hear as the plane drops, Falls, Dives, Crashes.
I am no hero.
I wanted to try a different voice for this poem. I wanted to show the view of the 9/11 terrorist attack through a suicide bomber.