RIP… July, 2016

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Hello world…

There is so much going on, in the world, and in my world. Where do I start, and how can I stop feeling an ache, a pain, all the senseless killing hurts. That’s it in a nutshell. I’ve sat at my laptop and wondered what can I say which has not been said. How can I express the thoughts which do not get a moment to finish grieve before I hear another. This time, its the slaying of a priest in France, his throat slit, while he is on his knees – how can I not feel?

This is for all the lives lost in the past two months, between USA, Europe, Africa, and many other countries around the world, we are faced with loss. These deaths are not from natural causes, but from hatred and evil. To those who lost their lives and their families. For those who share my feelings at this ongoing war against humanity. For those who love their fellow man, this is a moment to grieve, giving final rites to lives which were here.

The absent friend

I did not see or know you

I’m so sure our paths would never cross

and the cross you bear is not your own

For we are lost

As a humanity

I have not paused to say I’m sorry

Or share my condolences

You are gone, your life

A mystery to me

And I do wish that I could find a way

To take that bullet on your behalf

Give you a chance to speak

I want to say, I am so sorry

Now my words mean nothing to you

I am lost, and you have gone

From this place, you once belonged

I have no words to give to your family

As they cry and share their tears,

They have lost all your happy years

So now they grieve,

With a pain I could never understand

You left without a plan

My anger and rage it burns inside

For I have never met you, and my love I cannot hide

I am so sorry, I did not get to see you smile

Or sit next to you in a train, or plane or car

I am so sorry, I will never hear you laugh

You had so much to share so much to say

Your family, Your friends, you mattered to me

I live,

I would gladly give you hope

In this crazy senseless world

Cause it’s all I have to offer at this time

It’s now not enough

You are now an absent friend of mine

This is a song, and a story from my heart

I did not see the bomb, and nor did you

The time it came, when the guns waged its own war

With a militant at your door

Taking your freedom

Now I don’t know, how to say

I’m so sorry; I grieve in my own way

Because you are gone

But my absent friend in my heart, you do live on

I am stopping for a moment to say I love you

And someone else loved you too

I’m stopping, and pausing to give your life

A chance, for someone to grieve, because you meant more

Than a memory

Than a word

You are the stories never told

You are somewhere that we go

When we are gone

I love you, forever

You shared my life because you were born.

Peace!
Dwordslayer!
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