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20 years has passed since the horrific terrorist attacks on September 11th 2001. I will never ever forget that terrible day. King’s Road in Chelsea where my previous place of work was located, the Royal Brompton hospital, was at a standstill. Nothing but haunting silence as events unfolded on the televisions and radios around us.
I found this moving poem dedicated to the 200 victims who fell to their deaths.
For the WTC Jumpers
“And when Satan had finished all the tempting he left Him, to await another opportunity” Luke 5:13
He came back,
This time for me.
On the 110th floor I was so close to God
I could almost grab his beard.
Never before has heaven been this close to hell.
I can feel its fire on the floors below
Raising ash and paper and smoke
Thick as Satan’s laughter.
At the window, shattered,
I look for salvation and he tempts me,
Dares me to jump,
Whispering a psalm in my ear
He spits as he speaks:
“He will bid his angels watch over you.
With their hands they will support you.”
I mumble “Amen,”
Close my eyes and sense the rush of air.
I cannot breathe until I finally feel
Those hands of angels
Hard as cement against my face.
by Doug Seubert
The New York medical examiner’s office says it does not classify the people who fell to their deaths on Sept. 11 as “jumpers.”
“A ‘jumper’ is somebody who goes to the office in the morning knowing that they will commit suicide,” says Ellen Borakove, spokeswoman for the medical examiner’s office. “These people were forced out by the smoke and flames or blown out.”
She says the medical examiner’s office couldn’t determine who jumped because the injuries were similar to those suffered by the people killed in the collapse of the towers. The manner of death for all those who died was listed as homicide on death certificates.
Full article: 200 Jump, Fall, Leap, Dive and Plunge to Death From WTC by Dennis Cauchon and Martha Moore, USA TODAY 09/02/2002
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