It’s been 13 years since September 11, 2001. On 9/11, I was at home in New Jersey, between the end of my summer internship in Berkeley and the start of a new school year at Caltech. My mom woke me up to tell me that a plane had flown into the World Trade Center. The last time I saw the twin towers in person was only a little before 9/11, when my parents, my friend and her mom, and I rode the ferry to see a Yankees game.
Soon after 9/11, I wrote a poem based on the Twin Towers, that I published on my old Caltech website. Here it is again, before this 9/11 anniversary is over:
Two twins once stood, so strong and proud,
So tall above their other peers,
And drove away all childish fears.
Below them gathered a peaceful crowd
Until one day two birds plunged from a cloud.
A horrid sound met all their ears
That changed their smiles to pain and tears
As scorching clouds burst forth so loud.
A rush away from burning wall,
A scramble down to flee the fire,
And now there’s none left down the hall,
And now there’s no one left to hire.
Two twins once stood, so strong and brave,
And now they’ve crumbled in one grave.