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[sid] => 63294
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Beslan, Russia
[time] => 2004-09-10 20:18:24
[hometext] => As I watched the news my heart broke for the Russian people. May God be with you.
[bodytext] => Reminiscent of recent times, Terroristic and unthinkable crimes Death filled air ~ Death uncapped, Terrorism is now globally mapped, Nothing is sacred ~ No one secure, How much more can a country endure? Two planes fell from the sky, All eighty-nine instantly die, A suicide bomber with bombs in place, Took nine more souls in a twisted disgrace, Russia’s been hit ~ And been hit hard, It’s left one little town eternally scared, Militants held captive a public school, Mere children thrown into a cesspool, Bombs were made and placed just so, These children had no place to go, They were made to watch as time ticked by, Knowing that they were going to die, No food or water for students or staff, No comforting arms on their behalf, Lost little souls in a soulless room, Knowing this room would be their tomb, Torment inside these walls was depraved, Outside these walls families cried and prayed, Moms and dads were losing their minds, Knowing their kids were running out of time, Needing to hug and kiss them again, Needing to mend their unknown sin, Needing to say the “I love yous”, Needing to be there to see them through, Needing to walk them to the other side, Needing to be there to hold and guide, But watching is all they were allowed to do, Two days of hell before the rescue, A rescue that went sadly awry, God only knows why so many died... Many were wounded ~ Body and Soul, Why they were spared only God Knows... Parents are lost ~ Lost in plain sight, Lost in a world ~ Searching for light, A nation is crying as one does cry, This country has lost something inside, As a people they’re strong and holding onto, The hope that God will see them through. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 39 [informant] => tifrob [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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