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They were like birds flying,

Leaping from flaming windows,

No wings to purchase air,

No hope of flying home.


They were like birds flying,

Tumbling in twos, alone,

Flashing by in a smoke-filled sky

While crowds watched in horror.


They were like birds flying

Flights, imprinting the nation’s memory.

They were like omens flying,


It is estimated that between 50 and 200 people jumped from the World Trade Center towers on 9/11. Marked forever in our memory will be the vision of them falling. Who can imagine the thought process that went into that decision and the conditions under which it was made? They did not chose death. They were murdered.

This poem is dedicated to those poor souls and all lives claimed that fateful day.

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

5 responses

  1. Reading this brings back an art installation at the Whitney Museum by Paul Chan called 1ST LIGHT and it’s something that’s stayed with me since I first saw it a few months ago.


  2. Beautiful poem, art of the macabre. It’s hard to like but the feelings are true. I can’t begin to imagine the thoughts leading to the jump.


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