Metal bird
In tranquil skies where Eagles take flight,
A metal bird soars through day and night.
Passengers' dreams and hopes intertwine,
To the engine's hum, their hearts align.
Yet fate, a cruel and unforeseen guide,
Alters the script of the plane's joyous ride.
A scream, a jolt, a tragic end,
The fragile craft begins to descend.
Terror grips each traveler's soul,
Gravity's might takes absolute control.
In these desperate moments, fear near,
Confronting mortality, ever so clear.
The pilot, a hero in the storm's wrath,
Fights fate to maintain the plane's path.
With extraordinary courage in the sky,
Striving to grant one last chance to fly.
Engines roar, wings strain against fate,
A valiant effort against an ominous weight.
Every move, every breath, plea to survive,
A tribute to those destined to arrive.
Amidst chaos, a flicker of light,
Hope sparkles in the endless night.
As the plane begins to rise,
The pilot's efforts materialize
A tale of valor midst unrest
The pilot achieved the impossible test.
Maxwell O’Reilly
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