Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Jumper
In the annals of time, let his story be told as follows:
He wore his favorite tie that morning; the one his son bought him on Father's day. He kissed his wife and off he went. Jumper's not coming home again.
Evil awoke with a toothy grin. The prince of the air feasted on our fear.. Jumper had no time to think.
Down down the rabbit hole. Free fall speed, no time to think. Goodbye honey. Goodbye, love. Jumper ponders the pavement down below.
Ten Seconds is all he had; along with 200 other souls. Who's gonna save them now? Who's gonna pick up the pieces of his broken shell? If man could fly, we'd be telling a different story. Evil lurked, September morning.
When is daddy coming home? He promised me he'd never leave. What is happening on the news? Buildings burning, I'm going back to bed.
Ten seconds to rejoice for those he must leave behind. Ten seconds to learn to fly then to curse the God who reserved those wings just for the angels. Ten seconds to say goodbye. Memories flood the mind between time and space.
Down below where people look like ants, Jumper pleads for their help. The ants, in a collective cry, rush about aimlessly. Coffee and nicotine crowd the streets. If man could fly, heaven would be an arms length away. Evil lurked, September morning.
Ten seconds of telepathic thought as terror sears the flesh from Jumper's spine.
Tell my wife, it was my only choice. Remind my son, I am not Superman. Jumper uses his T-shirt as a cape.
Down below the ants scream in horror; hoping it's no one they know.
In the annals of time, let it be written that Jumper tried to fly.
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This made me break down in tears. So beautiful, so sad.
ReplyDeletethank you for reading this, judi
Deleteeverytime i read something about 9/11, its always from the perspective of the writer like where they were when they heard the news or how they felt. its always from a first person's point of view. i reluctantly wrote this because its a tired subject but i really wanted to write it from their perspective instead of making it all about me and where i was and how it made me feel. i appreciate your comment greatly.
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