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The Survivors
Forever gone, forever we understand The pain lingers on, stronger beyond The thud of agony and the memory Captures the groans of a desperate cry Laid in a little rest with friends and family to be the martyrs reunited in eternity, As in the heart when life is over Time closes our eyes to this world of terror. Grief shows the path in life. Without the big noise of revenge strife, The loss makes us understand the gain that death is not an end. It is a new beginning. Passed from the act of forgiving. We must start again in our soul And try to live in this new world. The survivors, Jostled and shaken Something more violent has awakened The dream, the future, the vision All the sacrifices they have seen. Days, nights, weeks, months, years Dark emotions and turbulent tears We talk only of great weariness, In light and darkness. We surrender our will and resources. And beat our swords into plowshares. The scars we wear, the fears before Prize open the torture endure. A little healing for the wounds Amid the howl of orphans They play with our souls They play with guns like toys The world speaks of a war ending, With lazy light words floating. Not the peace of cease-fire, Not even a vision of the future
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