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| "When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it ... always." - Mahatma Gandhi |
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| Do not forget to dream of me As I lay buried under this shrine of rubble I think with my last breaths, my last thoughts If I could but see the sky once more Breathe that air above Between last gasps I hear death gently take my hand The sound of falling is no more That vertigo as my soul plummeted earthwards Broken like the hearts I loved left behind Would I forgive the sins of my killers Perhaps yes, So as my blood washes the angels tears from the ground My flesh torn from my frame I grieve Not for myself but for the living They who live on to bear the burden of my death As I fell from near heaven I grasped desperate at life I saw angels cry for me They wept in silent tears for the souls they gathered Now I see with different eyes I see a World in shock A World that grieves for me Kiss me one last time as I say a silent farewell Cast the flowers of my remembrance upon the river of tears Whisper your prayer to your self I am gone but never shall you forget me now For in the settling dust my memories live In the hearts of others I and others live on Cries of vengeance will not bring us back We are gone, live for us Live so that others may live and think of us Forgive the sinners their sins Lest you too like innocence die this day |
| Whilst Angels Weep |
| Simon David Barrett 9/13/01 |
| If you would like to read more of Mr Barrett's lovely poems you may visit his homepage at: |
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| The beautiful music you are listening to is entitled "Hurt So Bad" It was written and played by Yuko Ohigashi in remembrance of Sept.11th Please support this talented young artist and visit her site |
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