Innocence is lost.
Bringing only despair.
Choking and suffocating.
But then again.
You cannot miss what you never had.
This is the world I know.
Shoulder to shoulder.
The body bags lay.
The fallen, the heroes.
Forever more the left behind will cry.
Life was taken in an instant.
Now lost, never to return.
This is the world I know.
Redemption's within reach.
Divinely given salvation is at hand.
The broken made whole.
The separated reunited.
The Mighty Rushing Wind brings 
  the fire.
This is the world I know.

(Scott David Buckley-27/04/2012)

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