Doc_Rocksbay
Bluelighter
Hands tremble,
vision blurred by tears,
perception detached as the reality sets in.
Tragedy takes another piece of your heart.
Five lives barely lived,
stolen in thoughtless destruction.
Seek not reason, yet console these shattered lives.
No one should bear the burden of burying a child,
or see endless dreams & aspirations shattered in an instant.
Find comfort in knowing their memory lies eternal in all that they touched.
Crowd out saddened, silent thoughts with joyous remembrance:
a voice, a smile, a vision,
times together almost forgotten,
all now recollected through sobs.
Tearful acceptance of five lives' premature departures.
Mind numbing anger,
seeking someone to reproach.
Blame God, blame man;
but neither can alter this irreversible act,
this crime against innocence.
A grievance needs redressed.
Somber contentions accompany scornful resentment,
Why this? Why now? Why them?
Why not souls more deserving of such fate?
At first breath lurks death's darkness,
in death, the rebirth of life.
This is not forever goodbye,
we'll all be reunited in time.
-dedicated to lives not lived.
(My heart goes out to the families and friends of the five students killed by arson in Columbus, OH on April 13, 2003)
vision blurred by tears,
perception detached as the reality sets in.
Tragedy takes another piece of your heart.
Five lives barely lived,
stolen in thoughtless destruction.
Seek not reason, yet console these shattered lives.
No one should bear the burden of burying a child,
or see endless dreams & aspirations shattered in an instant.
Find comfort in knowing their memory lies eternal in all that they touched.
Crowd out saddened, silent thoughts with joyous remembrance:
a voice, a smile, a vision,
times together almost forgotten,
all now recollected through sobs.
Tearful acceptance of five lives' premature departures.
Mind numbing anger,
seeking someone to reproach.
Blame God, blame man;
but neither can alter this irreversible act,
this crime against innocence.
A grievance needs redressed.
Somber contentions accompany scornful resentment,
Why this? Why now? Why them?
Why not souls more deserving of such fate?
At first breath lurks death's darkness,
in death, the rebirth of life.
This is not forever goodbye,
we'll all be reunited in time.
-dedicated to lives not lived.
(My heart goes out to the families and friends of the five students killed by arson in Columbus, OH on April 13, 2003)
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