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May we never forget
258 posted on
09/06/2003 5:36:13 PM PDT by
Coleus
(Only half the patients who go into an abortion clinic come out alive.)
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259 posted on
09/06/2003 5:38:13 PM PDT by
WSGilcrest
(No one gets to see the Wizard! Not nobody! Not no how!")
To: Coleus
The Missing, by Gerard Van der Leun
Their silence keeps me sleepless for I know
Within the smoke their ash revolves as snow,
To settle on our skin as fading stars
Dissolve into pure dust at break of day.
At dawn a distant shudder in the earth
Disclosed the fold of fire into steel,
These rumbles not from subways underground,
But screams from out of towers sheathed in flame.
We stood upon the heights like men of straw
Transfixed by flames that started in the sky,
And watched them plunging down in death¹s ballet
To land among those dying deep below.
We breathed the smoke that bent and crept and crawled.
We learned to hate the smoke that lingered so.
We knew that blood could only answer blood,
And so we yearned to go and not to go.
By evening all their ash had settled so
That on the leaves outside my window glowed
Their souls in small bright stars until the rain
Cleaned us of what could not be clean again.
That last, lost summer faded into ash.
Their faces faded as the autumn flowed
Through chill and heat into the Persian sea,
Where angered warships prowled in search of stones.
Within their city, shrines were our resolve.
We placed them where they stood or where they lay.
And now upon our stones their faces loom
And gaze at us from times beyond repeal.
Their silence keeps me sleepless for I know.
303 posted on
09/06/2003 8:36:23 PM PDT by
LadyDoc
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