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The Loss of Southern Sons - Execution

The loss of Sourthern Sons Submitted by Serendipity on Wed, 2015-04-29 06:28 Today, wakes to a red dawn punished and sprayed in the blood of repentance, compassion had begged in the before, days turned minutes, eternity now cradles repented sons of the Southern Cross They were more than death, with courage they leave us hope erased from the eyes United over oceans and long confused with desperation, the silence of the fall echoes across the Never Never they are no more or less, cloaked in a mantle of darkness, far from our red dusted roads and silently still this mourning rains with mute cries bled from two families, agonized with the same torture In the clarification of shocking of reality, eyes gaped silence this grimace of horrified truth moves all they have taken lost sons found whole again in confession and prayer In this act, the numb cold hand of death touches us all evermore cloaks their eyes as ours are opened with truth and to this new world bereft of the gift of compassion Blown loose from the world, they asked for the boon of life pleas from the world were, Denied clemency ! Denied ! Denied ! Denied ! the empty soul of a foreign despot raised the paper fist of a mute king, a retribution of bullets severed all the ties that bind The shattering of mothers hearts kills the light of the sun, they are forced into infinity this deed cant be undone Outrageous power hangs above our heads, another world foreign to true liberty Sons of the southern cross rest in the long sleep, within the grace of home their souls will find peace As eternity kisses their lips and the lilies begin to weep, know they are there waiting for us to join them in sleep RIP - AC and MS 29th April 2015 The story behind this poem ... http://www.news.com.au/world/breaking-news/bali-nine-pair-executions-set-for-3am/story-e6frfkui-1227325790962

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