My Last Words to ‘MOM’ from WTC

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 My Mom,
Death is hunting me
In the deepest dark of Burning WTC
Come and take me out
Lest you will lose me forever

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Scattered dead bodies
Stinking smell of burned flesh
Unbearable heat
These are my companions here

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Thirsty I am,
Give me a drop of water
My eyes, throat and brain are heating
And I’m breathing the dust

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 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.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/my-last-words-to-mom-from-wtc/