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Murder in the Skies
It was on this day December the 21st, 1988 Pan Am Flight 103 Would learn of it's fate Blown out of the sky For all the world to see Two hundred and fifty nine people Rained down on me My country Scotland Lockerbie town The falling of life In deathly down This 747 Model 121 Laid-en with fuel The horror's begun Argentinian, Belgium Bolivia too Canada, France Sat beside you Germany, Hungary India as well Hey, Herr The flights going well Ireland, Israel Italy flew To go to the States All feeling brand new Jamaica, Japan Philippines seated Family toil Families depleted South Africa, Spain Sweden in flight JFK Will not be tonight Switzerland, Trinidad and Tobago The United Kingdom, United States All of the above On this December date We also remember Eleven on the ground Who obliterated to nothing Not hearing a sound The town of Lockerbie Will never be the same Yet one of the gang goes free Because the poor guys in pain Where's the compassion Of the 270 lost Their memory now tarnished To the Scottish Governments cost We set him free To his home he goes Treated like a hero All compassion has froze My thoughts and my tears Are for the truly lost ones Who will never enjoy The return to their hometown In dedication to the 270 who lost their lives on December 21st 1988. http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss.php
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