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From the book , 911: The Book of Help Authors: Michael Cart, Marc Aronson, Marianne Carus
Distributed by Publishers Group West ISBN 0-8126-2676-I Paperback 2002. Pages 48-52
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Voices
by Sonya Sones
I am the one who'd just fallen in love.
I
am the one who was pregnant with twins.
I am the one who'd traveled from Kansas to
see the view from the top.
We are just some of thousands more, of thousands and thousands
more.
I am the one who'd just gotten engaged.
I am the one whose birthday it
was.
I am the one who'd donated blood only the day before.
We are just some of
thousands more, of thousands and thousands more.
I am the one who had such a bad cold that
I almost called in sick.
I am the one who fought with my wife before I came to work.
I am the one who'd just found out my cancer was in remission.
We are just some of thousands
more, of thousands and thousands more.
I am the one who would have met the man of
my dreams tomorrow.
I am the one who would have been bar mitzvahed on Saturday night.
I am the one who would have discovered a simple cure for AIDS. We are just some of thousands
more, of thousands and thousands more.
I am the one who looked up from my desk and
first saw the plane bearing down.
I am the one whose heart gave out just before it struck.
I am the one who thought of my dog waiting for me to come home.
I am the one who
held my daughter close to me and prayed.
I am the one who phoned my son and didn't know
what to say.
I am the one who reached out in the dark to find a hand to hold.
We
are just some of thousands more, of thousands and thousands more.
We are the ones who
were blown through the glass.
We are the ones who were buried alive.
We are
the ones who did not die fast, the ones who felt the fire.
We are just some of thousands
more, of thousands and thousands more.
We are the ones who rushed in to help.
We
are the ones who were on those planes.
We are the ones who can't rest in peace.
Dead or alive.
We are the ones who loved them.
We are the ones they
loved.
We are just some of millions more, of millions and millions more.
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