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In Memory of Paris the 13th

Battle Clans


They came in the night
Like twisted ninja’s
Selling their honor for terror and fright
Blood spilled on Mohamed’s hands

The Tower of Paris stands tall
Art and culture they shall never fall
They wounded the bodies
They murdered the babies

The symphonies of horrors in the key of D
Replaced by waltzes of harmonies in C
We bow in sadness to the wounded and dead
We never shall forget, the cowards who spread red

Tears have been shed,
Liberty for a day became stale bread
No one shall stain our integrity
The fraternity and flag shall always fly free

We shall mourn
We shall cry
We shall bring the devils their justice
We shall in the end forgive and never forget

For we are the humanity of all of France
Laying flowers at the last dance
Je me souvien
Bataclan

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Nette Onclaud

November 14, 2016 at 11:53 AM

wow, this is more radiant and compelling than sting's performance, arthur.. liberte!..huggs

Carol B.

November 13, 2016 at 10:23 PM

It saddens me that there is so much hatred in the world. I will never understand how anyone could do such an act of violence. This is such a heartfelt poem and a really great write :)

Alexis Y.

November 13, 2016 at 9:58 PM

Hi Arthur, You penned such a sad well written piece. In remembrance of those who lost their lives to a senseless act if violence.Well done: -) Alexis

Jan Allison

November 13, 2016 at 5:37 PM

Gosh how the year has flown by Arthur - i know you will never let us forget this terrible night and will honour the dead with your poignant poems. I see Sting headlined there at a concert - great to see :-) hugs Jan xx