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Collectively, let us hold hands for the lives lost forever to complete change, at the hands of harsh tragedy. Leave your thoughts and prayers here.
And send your good-will and hope here:
www.redcross.org.au/ourservices_aroundtheworld_emergencyrelief_AsiaQuakeTsunamis.htm
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| I sat watching the news nerves frayed and battered As if I'd ridden the storm myself And I prayed, so help me God, I prayed | |
| Minding my business I touched myself in the shower In the can, and as the wave washed in there on the steamed mirror I fingered my name | |
| I etched it into its very coldness Only to crack the looking-glass As if the room itself were shrieking Flickering to that moment in a blur of salt and power, pieces and tears. | |
| and your tears rained down on upturned faces while the people sang to some foreign god and all the while the children cried though no one ever thought it odd | |
| a thousand blood vessels snapped in the palm of a windy day the sky was the color of antique marble washed of its embrace and the shores bled bled from people who will remember | |
| As the manifestations of nature's ill will Crossed the ocean and touched the shore | |
| And I hold out my hand, still I hold out my hand This tattered calico rag, this infant smile This truth that makes me hurt a while | |
| The tv says it was the force of countless atomic-bombs, but I didn't Need it tell me of bad, it was deadly. I already knew. | |
| the glow from the screen fell dead on my eyes I dared not utter a word watching, wondering would we be next? | |
| Felt it in my heart, in my soul God help the meek to inherit the earth, God help me from inherent apathy | |
| For moments, there was roaring, and then unbroken sound, as firelights, flickered, in too strong a wind, and warmth fell; through shallow to fathom. | |
| tears from families that have loved ones torn away in a second of time | |
| May God bless you and help the hurt to heal | |
| Jumping up from my daily carpet inspection, I slapped a baby seal and pulled an innocent child's hair my god my god, he touched me there mother spins like a disco ball, glittering horribly glittering | |
| What lies under the sands of time When the Ocean swells and the people cry | |
| And if only there was something I could do But I feel so incredibly helpless, or hopeless We think we know but we could never understand To lose everything, everyone one And all you've ever known | |
| For what was once a beautiful tourist attraction Is now completely gone, nothing left, still looking for survivors Not even a place for them to dwell, no more Home Sweet Home | |
| how blessed are we who merely see the images of death and grief but for grace or fate or luck these horrors may have fallen on us let each of us in our own way send our help and even pray and remember how blessed we are | |
| Father God, our souls fly without body or eye - into YOU we die victoriously. Painless we soar - your sacred Memory. |
