Admiring Danger Poem by Giselle Joseph

In the reach of her arms
she swung open the doubled door
strutting, striding
awakening sleep stricken eyes in hiding.
Gracefully poised and
conservatively dressed
a brief in her right hand
she stood out among the rest.
The ninety-sixth floor
is where she should be
waiting to be interviewed
by a panel of three.
In less than five minutes
the blonde beauty departed
as explosions rang through the building
quickly the floors came below crashing.
Everyone's panic button lit red
trying to escape
instead turning up dead,
as few members outside looking in
cried out in shock and pain like statutes they were
as cries for help echoed through the rubbles
wondering what had occured.
The light grew dim
their lives grew slim
looking around
can't tell who is who
mankind being plastered from head to toe
from ashes that fell like flurries covering below.
There she stood
bask in her moment
as tear streamed faces
looked upon each other
with blank gazes.