Plane Crash

• Jett Savage, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2019

I cannot believe my eyes
As I fall down through the skies
I was scared at first, but now I'm not
Then I hear a sound like a shot.

A plane went down, and down, and down,
All the way, crashing to the ground
Smoke surrounded, passengers screamed
I pulled my parachute and behind me it streamed.

I watched from above, I slowly floated
As the plane burst into flames and exploded
But I got closer to the fire
Things were getting fairly dire.

The flames were bright and hot, they burned
How my experience had turned!
There was nothing left to find
Other than burnt metal left behind.