We may never know, who gave the first scream.
Or the first to ask is this a dream. Looking everywhere around. thinking maybe a way out will be found.
People losing their breath, looking into the face of death. Thinking about family and loved ones, wondering if their folks will be thinking about losses or who has won.
People surrounding by fires, to know gone are all their desires.
Twin towers bought down,
As courage in these people found.
So, many prayers said that day, send to those who went away.
Twenty years it has been, two thousand people lay to rest then.
Noone should forget, each and every regret. Hereos one and all, as we never again let our guard fall.