| FLOODING |
| Thoughts of death flood my mind, As I imagine my family being ingulfed by 121 stories of building. Thoughts of greef flood my head, As I imagen the funeral that could follow. Thoughts of pitty flood these thoughts, As I see myself alone in this world. Thoughts of relief fill my body, As the phone rings with my dad on the other line. |
| (Wrote for a friend after the April 11th event) |