A Tale of Two Rails

Underneath 2 of the tallest buildings in the world

We were a part of an extensive piece of rail

People coming and going – busy everyday

We were proud to be part of the world trade

It started out as a beautiful September day

The sky was blue and clear – not grey

Suddenly there was a tremendous roar

Then an explosion that shook every floor

The sound of the fire was deafening and loud

People were running down the stairs and out

Meanwhile firemen and policemen came in

Heroically risking their lives for all those within

Suddenly another roar hit the second one

Both were burning with heat hot as the sun

We saw horrible sights and will never forget

Terrorists had hijacked and hit them with 2 jets

Suddenly the towers caved in – all the floors

We were buried underneath listening in horror

Then there was a deathly quiet for a long time

Until the rescuers came searching through the grime

We were moved to an island and carefully stored

Thinking we were not a part of the towers any more

Sad and lonely we sat for 15 long years

Remembering each year the fear and crying tears

Now we are in the sunshine in this quiet and peaceful place

We now sit on top of this beautiful granite base

To remind the visitors who come to never forget

The day that terrorists came and posed a threat

Others have also since lost their lives each day

To keep us safe from terrorists come what may

We are here to say – We will never forget

We were part of the  Twin Towers that we represent