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I awake from a distant dream....

Thinking of all I'd seen
Remembering what was in my mind's eye
Such sad, sad thoughts of a time gone by

I remember the heat of the desert and the dangers of camouflage men
of small villages.......and the people within

I recall a child.......I can still see her smile
Black was her hair, her hands they were oh so small
I can still see her face.........I remember it all

Erelah, yes that was her name
and ever since I met her my life's not been the same

She's come to our station almost everyday
coming for her hunger, always to play
running round and round, hiding from us all
I still can hear her laughter........ I remember it all

She was such a small girl, born into this ruthless world
A world where men prey upon men, and life is discarded like sand to the wind

Sunlight and shadow
One illuminates the other falls
As the days become weeks, my distant home calls............

Messages of distress come over the wire
they speak of death, fire
of a small village, of evil men who rape, murder, and pillage

Cloaked with the tools of Azreal, the LZ erupts
Awash in wind and sand, the subdued helo lifts us in the air
Nap-of-the-earth quickly, mountains, valleys pass by fast
Distant souls burning, we ascend upon the village at last

Pyre smoke engulfs the senses, swirling around and around
Helos hover above, as we swiftly descend to the ground
The toils of evil men are revealed in the dawn's light
The departed are scattered about as we desperately scour for life

From one burnt out structure to another
We find nothing but hopelessness and despair
The dead and the dying, only Iblis has been here

I recognize a familiar door, one I have passed through many times before
Reluctantly I peer in, and to my sadness I see
Little Erelah laying by her mother, still deep in a dream

But from this dream she'll not awake, nor shall she ever play
For her innocence and life were taken, both taken on this day

Never to learn to read, never to learn to write
Never to run and sing again, due to man's mindless strife

I promised to protect the children ever since that day
And always defend them against man's evil ways
And never, ever forget her
That angel from above, or her simple message

LOVE.........

To me she was a moment of Spring, in a lifetime of endless Winter
She is but a dream..........
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