Sirens blasting. Screams of terror.

Not a tradegy but a disaster.

Grey walks the streets.

As civilization's heart fastly beats.

With all a blur, I sat on the bench that survived.

Firefighters began to arrive.

Agonising shudders ran through my spine

As I thought of the loved ones lost forever, in time.

The shattered ruins being thrown about looking for survivers.

Even though the planes plunged into the towers,

and dust filled the air as if it came from heaven.

It didn't just affect New York and the families of the dead, but tremendously affected the world for it was 9/11