My Last Words to ‘MOM’ from WTC
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My Mom,
Death is hunting me
In the deepest dark of Burning WTC
Come and take me out
Lest you will lose me forever
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Scattered dead bodies
Stinking smell of burned flesh
Unbearable heat
These are my companions here
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Thirsty I am,
Give me a drop of water
My eyes, throat and brain are heating
And I’m breathing the dust
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Obviously the death will defeat me
Because I lost my hands, legs and energy
Don’t cry my sweet Mom
I will smile for you here
And I will pray for the people of United States
Only I need is a Red Rose on my dead body;
if it remains.
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