Wednesday, April 18, 2007

April 16, Blacksburg, Virginia

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In a totally unique event, the poet sent me this poem, regarding the recent slayings at Virginia Tech, and asked me to post it.

Done.

April 16, Blacksburg, Virginia

There's a terrible silence
in the halls today.
The residue of violence
that has passed our way.

So many young lives ended;
budded, not yet bloomed.
A pain in those befriended,
by madness consumed.

Soft tears and cries of anguish
vanquish not our pain.
Mourning loss of innocence
more than those now slain.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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