Sunday, December 4, 2011

A POEM IN MEMORIAM OF THE FOGELS

A nation eternal suffers and bleeds

Anyone that falls touches our hearts collective and individual
...
All are unique noone residual

When the young are taken

The very foundation of our world is shaken

The strength of our tears

hightens our worst fears

The unbroken chain of our eternal existence

strengthens and fortifies our Divinely inspired persistence

So we carry on knowing we will prevail

those, who of us have taken their leave

are now in their eternal reprieve

We will move forward and flourish even as we grieve

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