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22Ân nË¡hZ, 1410

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MY DEATH

Sajeeb Saha 


Death
With peace we can die

Together in a world full of
Kind hearted, generous,
And loving people
With war and disputes
Hatred and violence
That will be the day
When we die in a painful way
On September 11th 2001
A few seconds after 9 AM
A plane hit me
Why?
Because of war
A few minutes later
A plane hit my brother too
Why?
Because of war
Inside of me
I felt people running about
Trying to escape the flames of death
Hundreds escaped, thousands died
People tried to put the flames out
But alas!
I went tumbling down with
Many people inside me
My brother also fell
A few minutes after I did
We had a special bond
We were built together
We fell together
Death.  

 


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3u pwMÉ¡, 2003

22Ân nË¡hZ, 1410