For so many that day, started like any other, The daily grind, The city bustle. *** The same was true, For the four crews, Who were just up there, Doing their jobs. *** The world watched in horror, At what humans could do, An act of pure hatred, Against no one they knew. *** Now 19 years on, The memory is still raw, The skyline is different, Cannot let go what we all saw.
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Roses are red, Violets are blue, My heart still cries, At the thought of you.
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Here’s to what you taught me, Here’s to what we had, Here’s to what we could have been, Here’s to our past, Here’s to what you’ve lost, Here’s to what didn’t last, Here’s to old news, Here’s to being over you at last.
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We woke this morning, To the sad new, The king of Wakanda, Is now gone. *** Having touched many hearts, His loss broke them apart, The panther will live on, In memory, movie and song. *** You will not be forgotten, Chadwick Boseman, Rest now and be at peace, And let the world go on.
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The pain of what I lost, Ate me up from the inside, Missing the sweet kiss, Of your loving lips, *** But that’s all gone, I let you go, You took my heart, And now I’m cold, *** I have never felt this way before, The pain of losing, With the thought of winning, Now you are not here anymore. *** I let you go, I don’t want you back, You stole my heart, And I’ll never forgive you for that, *** You are in my past, And I wish I had made you last, But life’s a game made for everyone, And love is the prize, *** I let you go, So why did you come back, Why couldn’t I say no, And just let you go? *** I let you go, So why can’t you just stay in my past, I wish I couldn’t feel, Because all I want is your love.
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Floods of tears roll down this face, They hide no glory or no grace, What lies below is usually sealed, But you hold the key to that special place, *** And now my heart lies bare and bleeding, And the wound lies open, For you used the key and then stole it from me. And now my heart is broken.
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How has it come to this, Weapons sharpened, Heartbeats are missed, Anger in full flow, Only seeing the red mist. *** Battle lines drawn, First blood all but gone, A family shattered, A loved one gone, Although he lives on. *** You were a great friend, Someone on which I could depend, A sane voice to give, A balanced opinion to lend, But now you just want it to end. *** What has happened, Why has it come to this, Can’t we just sit down, Or is this it for us, A situation that can’t be fixed.
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My brain is fucked up, By stress, anxiety, it’s a mess, Family falling apart, Money causing strife. *** Sleep seems distant to me, But thoughts just circle, Round the drain, That is my mind. *** If there was a wishing well, I’d go back to when I was young, And tell me it doesn’t end well. *** The things that were certain, Are dissolving around me, The rocks of my life, Are fading away like dist. *** Twink twinkle night dark, Please take me to sleep, Where the dreams are sweet, Beneath these sheets. *** No wishing or pleading, With the universe or god, Is going to fix, The bridges that have been burned. *** I could write a thousand verses, But I think this can only get worse, Choices have been made, And they cannot be reversed. *** Maybe one day I’ll understand why, Such pain had to be caused, And he made the decisions he did, But for now there is just what there is. *** You can give all you can, To offer family a helping hand, But if they won’t take that help, You have done all you can. *** They say blood is thicker than water, And I know family should be stronger, But when a member no longer wants to, A family begins to falter. *** I’ve cried my tears, Looked at the plans, Laid out my fears, While my heart cares. *** But all I want to do, Is run away, Dispensary, And imagine you are still there.
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God gave you to us, As a source of love, To teach us his wisdom, And teach us how to live. *** He left you here, As long as he could, Before he needed you, Back with him.
A rosebush is like a family. Each home is a rose. The petals are the people. *** Just as people pass. The petals fall. Eventually the rose is bare. *** A home may close. The flower may wither. But the rosebush keeps growing. *** Each petal is remembered. Every rose is not forgot. The rosebush is not lost. *** So remember each petal. And don’t forget each rose. Watch as the rosebush grows.
The show is done, The curtain has fallen, You’ve taken you bow, And said your goodbye. *** The show is over, No encore to give, You’ve said you piece, And left us all to live. *** It still hasn’t sunk in, No repeats like on TV, I won’t see you again, Not until my end. *** We’re left with our memories, With the lifetime of advice, With the wisdom of your world, With the imprint of your life.
God too you too soon, Some might say, You were here all my life, And one day you were taken away. *** But I smile because, Although God took you home, I know when he greeted, He gave you wings to fly. *** You were my hero, A man with the knowledge, The source of my wisdom, Someone I could turn to. *** Now when I hear the gulls, Or see the west coast sky, I’ll know you are there, Soaring amongst the clouds. *** God gave you to the earth, His gift to everyone in your life, And each day from now, I will be thankful to him and to you. *** I know I have to say goodbye, But this isn’t the end, It was just your time, And I will see you again.
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Have you ever gone to bed, Locked the door, And laid down you head, And had the thought pass right through, That the police may tonight, Visit you? *** Without a knock, With silent step, Entered your house, Found you in your bed, Decided to upholster their gun, And shoot you dead? *** I’ve never had that fear, And why would I, When the racism is clear, My white skin has protected me, But this should not be, Let’s fight for justice for Breonna’s family.
Funerals are often said, To be when people are laid to rest. An ending to the person’s life, But that doesn’t feel right. *** I have found a funeral to be, Something more akin to a sea. A long outstretched emptiness before you, Another journey to be got through. *** But when all is said and done, And the day has come and gone. It isn’t the end of the person’s life, Just the time to say goodbye. *** In the weeks and months after, The person memories linger onwards. They are not forgotten or no more, They stay with us for evermore.
As phrases go, Everyone knows, And it’s obvious, When they are gone, They are gone. *** But the phrase, Has no meaning, Until it happens. *** I thought I knew, It’s obvious to me, Isn’t obvious to you, I won’t see them again. *** But it’s more final, Thank I could have known, More of an end, Than your mind can show. *** When they’re gone, They aren’t here, And they never, Will be again.
It seems so long now, But just like yesterday, You were still here, And at just a phones reach. *** Now , years later, You are years away, Yet your life is in me, And passes in seconds. *** You once brought me up, Made me more like me, And now you’ve passed, And passed the baton on to me. *** I now live in your memory, Remember the good times, Think of your flaws, And I would take them for a few more times. *** But here I sit, Taking over from you, Learning to live, And not to forget to laugh. *** You may no longer be, In reach of me, But you live within my heart, As just another part.
The last year has been hard, I won’t pretend otherwise, My last words were over a phone, And my last picture is old. *** You didn’t get to live long, There are many things you taught me, Like how to remain strong, When life treats you wrong. *** But lately I’ve been thinking, And everything reminds me of you, So many unasked questions, And answers that will never be. *** Life has failed to break me yet, But taking you was a decent attempt, I still can’t find the perfect way, To say Goodbye Dad.
The world is full of pain, Fear, hate and war, But with you here, You make me forget it all. *** Few things are impossible, When we are together, The world is forgotten, And life is never better. *** Every time I see you, My heart turns to jelly, And my every whim is, Waiting for your command. *** When the world gets busy, And life gets confusing, You sit with me and smile, And everything is simple again.
When I see the news, It reminds me, When I visit the shops, It reminds me, Fathers day, Another reminder, Family packs, Without the father, Advertising emails, For father and son, Another sting, Now that your gone.
Each day I go out, I forget your aren’t here, When I walk to work, You are just there, You must be at home, Where else would you be, I’m not convincing myself, It’s just the way it has been, Then I remember, And I twinge a little inside, You aren’t at home, And haven’t “just popped out, For a while,” No, You are gone, And can never be seen, No quick visit, Or just a cup of tea, I have to remind myself, Before I try to call, You are not here, No, not at all, So before I forget, And dream you are home, let me say goodbye, farewell and so long.
I would write a card, but it could not reach you, I would visit, But I could not meet you, I would call, But you could not answer, I would text, But you wouldn’t get it, All I can do is say, Happy fathers day, And hope you can hear me.
A person is like a petal, Each one adds to the flower, As a person adds to a family, Eventually a petal falls. *** Over time that gap will fill, Although now time stands still, And for now the gap is obvious, But the gap is there for all of us. *** There is a time for every petal, As there is a time for all of us, And when our petal falls, We will land on God’s grass.
I thought of you today,
That is nothing new,
But I cannot tell you.
***
You were always there,
And I never knew,
How much I’d miss you.
***
So in the words you loved,
Life’s a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
***
Without you here,
I’ll live by your ways,
And enjoy my life.
So that’s it,
Your gone and not coming back,
A year feels so long,
And yet it’s also gone,
I cherish the moments,
And smile at the memories,
Knowing that I can’t call you,
Or just pop round for a tea,
You will be missed,
Not forgotten,
And most of all,
You will continue in me.
