I would like to say a few words here now to acknowledge the deep
grief we have all known so vividly over the past several days,
having been reminded of each our own painful wounds by the tragedy
of a young mothers struggle to simply be a mother and a little girls
struggle to simply be that mothers child. Simply the most
fundamental right and dream of any human being, denied.


It almost seemed fitting that the, unseeing and seemingly uncaring,
world would share in our, then compounded, grief with the loss of
seven daring and brave men and women working to fulfill for us all,
one of the noblest rights and dreams humanity has to offer.



It could not be fitting of course, that those who lost their lives
Saturday morning, left behind husbands and wives and children that,
though cared for in the short term, may eventually become
impoverished through their grief and misfortune and find themselves
or their subsequent generations castigated and abused and spat upon
by a society that refuses to properly care for it's wounded and less
fortunate.



With silent sorrow we grieved yet again.



Silent sorrow ever tomorrow

Your exsqisite pain let me not borrow

So sad for me the way you feel

Love for you to let you heal

Silent sorrow no more tomorrow

Excruciatiating pain to the marrow

Tell me not again how I feel

Quiet my heart and let me heal

Silent sorrow silent until tomorrow

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If I Can I Care If I Care I Can