Standing alongside the road looking up, an eerie
feeling fills me throughout, my spirit chilled
with something I've never felt.
Close to the airport, yet not a jet or plane in
sight.
Atmosphere undisturbed by human flight, not a
sound in the desert, not even in daylight.
Such an eerie feeling comes upon me as I stand
here, not far from the airport and wonder if I'll
ever see another jet or plane in the wide blue
yonder.
A fear grips me inside out, as the deepest silence
I've ever heard, continues and gets deeper still
with every passing minute.
Our world has changed, been rearranged by people -
terrorists - we've never known or heard of. Why?
No one knows - there's no comprehension of this
situation.
Will life ever be the same again?
Time will tell, yet I believe things have changed
permanently.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem