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Poem for a Dead Plane

February 24, 2014
By Blynn SILVER, Waco, Texas
Blynn SILVER, Waco, Texas
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Almost just a metallic dot of white,  high up in the cold winter sky
You make a heinous noise, somewhere between a scream and a moan-
It accompanies your tail  of smoke nicely 
 
The people inside still cling to you for comfort and seem to pray
To appease you, bribe you to let them live- 
But don't they know? You fear death just as much as they do. 
 
From so far away on ground I see your spirit wilt a little
Because you know there is no hope, and I know there is no hope,
And I wonder if the people onboard are still praying for hope
 
And suddenly, you are gone in a monstrous ball of fire,
Lighting up the early morning. The prayers for peace answered,
Lives now lived, dispersing into smoke in a quiet atmosphere
 
Now your parts and your passengers parts will fall
With the snow- Like the snow- 
To the unvirgined earth below, bloodstained from past events alike



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on Mar. 26 2014 at 11:06 pm
MadisonGrace SILVER, Nowhere, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
"Everything is okay in the end,
if its not okay it's not the end."
"Be who you are and say how you feel because if someone matters they dont mind and if someone minds they dont matter"
"If God brings you to it he will bring you through it!"

Good poem! I like how you personified the plane and changed the point of view it was an unual twist.