A Writer's Creation: Turning the Old into the New

Two Massive Towers

They boarded a plane,

Vulnerable, unknowing

Dismissive of any friction

Then plunged towards Earth,

Lives exploding

Before their eyes

They clashed with

Displays of power,

An image that would

Showcase in

Washington and London’s

Eyes for years to come

Two massive towers

Engulfed in smoke and flame

The roar of noise,

The suffocating ash,

The terrified screams of

People unaware of what was to come.

Two massive towers

Bleeding red, white, and blue

Tears of joy and

Tears of loss

Never to be mended,

   And never to be forgotten

Inspired by Touch and Sudoku

      The numbers must be filled in.  There can be no number left forgotten.  My family thinks that I am insane for having this unwarranted drive to fill in each number, but one number could mean the difference in a large chain of events.  One number could be the difference between a man finding his soulmate, or a dog dashing in front of a car.  I must fill in the numbers, wherever I can find them, or rather, wherever they can find me. 

      Numbers suffocate our lives without us even knowing.  There are the numbers that choose not to hide, such as a grade on a test or the measurements for flour while baking a cake.  These are the numbers that people acknowledge.  Then there are the numbers that hide just out of reach of the all-seeing eye.  Time, ever-present, is a perfect example.  People do take notice of the time, but it is those precious seconds when we are ignorant of that have the most meaning, the most definition, in all of our lives.  The numbers that go unacknowledged have the most powerful grip in all of our lives. They determine if two people meet by chance.  If one moment in time, however minor, affects the flow of events leading into the chance meeting of the two people, they may never meet.  An example of this would be a parent waiting twenty extra minutes for their child to get out of school.  While they have been waiting for their child to come to the car, the chance meeting has already passed. 

      This is why I must record all of the numbers that I see, and fill in the blank spaces.  I must make sure that important events in peoples’ life add up to the correct numbers.  We are all connected, through numbers and through time.  I must assure that these numbers add up in the lives of the important and unimportant people, and record them to ensure there have been no mistakes.