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(ON THE FIRST ANNIVERSARY OF LOSING SIXTEEN ANGELS AND THEIR GUIDING LIGHT)

Now the silence of a year breaks open the scars,
Still weighted  by their weeping sorrow; all that was asked,
Not done; Corridors of power should now have burning ears of guilt.
But it is too late for rice paper sorrows as he has followed them,
Because of empty talk.
Broken screeches will fly to their ears, and rape their souls.
But still his plan stopped them seeing how the story
Ended.........that is, what they all became.
He was nothing, and as such shall remain, for he was the baseness of evil
That can beleaguer an existence that did not need it.
Their life is the death of those children.
Their broken living caked by a choking gargle of their young blood.
The breath of Dunblane cries on,
Its lesson will still burn, long in.
07/04/97 

Green Seamless Marble

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