Eric Kaesberg


On 9 11 01 I Got On Flight 93 - Poem by Eric Kaesberg

On 9/11/01 I got on Flight 93 to get home
to my dear wife, who just couldn't wait
to see me that night.
I heard some fighting with 4 men who
looked liked terrorists and they apparently
would not stop in till one of them yelled
if any of you make a move you would
be killed and that's unbelievable and
I was stunned.
I called my wife on the phone she couldn't believe
I wasn't coming home.
When she told me about the planes crashing in
New York I told some other guys hey we
have to make a plan and it has to work.
U said let's roll and get these bastards,
let's send them to their graves where
they will have their last day.
We fought and pushed our way to the
front, but the plane was already going to
crash and I never gave up as I couldn't
let them S, O, B finish their task of
killing innocent people not caring who
was in there path.
Based on the true story how some very
heroic men stop a 747 from hitting the
white house God Bless brave hero's

Topic(s) of this poem: soldier

Form: Dramatic Monologue


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Based on the true story how some very
heroic men stop a 747 from hitting the
white house God Bless brave hero's

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 21, 2017



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