63,306 wait in the night.
Spy glempses of their faces
by blinding white light
They were eager eyed does
Their hands bruised and tied
all waiting for someone
to let them inside
For nine years they stood there
Cold and alone
Lured on false pretenses
Far from their homes
They braved the storms
And took a leaps of blind faith
but the big leap,
they took far too to late
They came crashing down
Because they had been failed
the ones they had trusted
had left them impaled
They townspeople came
The towns people wept
They said surely
In our homes they could have slept
But lighting struck fierce
in a fury overhead
They were all wishing themselves
safe in their bed
And again and again
the lighting sung on
Like a song on a record
Going on and on
It struck down their town
for revenge once more
for the people who died
outside their front door.
Author notes
This is about the worst night of my life. June 3rd 2006.
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Comments
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Kosavo, I am so concerned I may say the wrong thing. So much we can not understand because he press does not always tell the truth to all that happens. Your poetry it went into my heart and broke it. The terror for the women and for you.
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wow
this is an intense read the emotion is definetley there and i can defintely feel the emotion. while i was reading my spine was tingley and i could feel the sorrow i love this peice
this is my favorite part
"They braved the storms
And took a leaps of blind faith
but the big leap,
they took far too to late"
i love it because it describes not only this tragedy but life, life always seems full of choices and some choices seem to be made to late great job and good luck
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