SLAM!

January 25, 1986

I watched in tears at the fiery sky
and felt the sadness of a nation at my shoulder.
I stood speechless as those who dared
to reach out to touch the face of God,
have been called into his arms.
I listened to the faceless voices
as I mourned those valiant souls
and felt as if death it self had washed over me
and still it is I wonder, what price fate.
Do I chance to tempt its mighty hand
and so doing test the wrath of God.

No, not I.
It is for I to sit idly by
and weep the silent tears of regret.

To the crew and their families of the Challenger space shuttle.
May the good lord bless and keep you.



as always,
wordsy.
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"a thin trail of whispers
across a wandering mind
faint flashes of fantasy
that I often find
merely jaded shadows
of who I used to be
they fill with words, my pages
for all the world to see"
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