I WASNT ABLE TO SLEEP LAST NIGHT SO AS THE SUNRISE BEGAN TO GROW IN THE SKY ,I GRABBED MY JACKET AND I BEGAN TO WALK.THERE WAS A LIGHT FREEZING RAIN WITH MIST SWIRLING ABOUT MY FEET.
YESTERDAYS EVENTS OF THE TRAGIC VIRGINIA MASSACRE
HSD TRIGGERED HAUNTING MEMORIES IVE TRIED SO HARD TO BURY BUT HAVE YET TO ESCAPE.
MY MIND FLASHED BACK TO COLUMBINE WHERE ANOTHER MASACRE HAD HAPPENED,I HAD WALKED THOSE BLOODY HALLWAYS MOMENTS AFTER THE FINAL SHOTS ECHOED THROUGH THE HALLS AND THE CRIES WERE STILL AUDABLE TO THE NAKED EAR.
THE WIND BEGAN TO PICK UP AND THE RAIN BECAME SHEETS OF GLASS EXPLODING AROUND MY FEET.I STOOD IN A PUDDLE OF WATER AS MY OWN RAIN BEGAN TO FALL FROM MY EYES.I CONTINUES MY JOURNEY THROUGH THE ABYSS OF HELL AS MY MIND CONTINUED TO HEAR THE DYING CRIES.
COLUMBINE FADED INTO A MIST AND A NEW PLACE BEGAN TO TAKE FORM,THE WETTNESS AND TREES MADE MY MIND GO FURTHER INTO TIME YET THE CRIES REMAINED THE SAME.I SAW YOUNG MEN IN FATIGUES HOLDING RIFLES OVER THEIR HEADS WHILE THE RICE PATTIES SEAMED TO SWALLOW SOME WHOLE.I HEARD THE ALL TO FAMILIAR SOUND OF GUN FIRE AS THESE YOUNG MEN FELL AND THEIR BLOODY BODIES FLOATED LIFELESSLY.I HEARD MY NAME BEING CALLED AND EXPLOSIONS EVERYWHERE.I HAD TRAVELED YET INTO ANOTHER BLLOODBATH OF OUR YOUNG,A PLACE CALLED VIET NAM.
I DONT KNOW HOW LONG ID STOOD IN THAT PUDDLE BUT WHEN I AWOKEN FROM MY NIGHTMARE THE SUN WAS BEGINNING TO GO DOWN,THE RAIN HAD STOPPED AND THE SOUNDS OF BIRDS HAD FILLED THE AIR.I WALKED BUT A FEW FEET AND FELL TO MY KNEES,TEARS BEGAN TO FLOOD FROM MR REDDEND EYES.
AS I LOOKED INTO THE EVENINGS SKY,I RAISED MY ARMS UP AND I HEARD A SCREAM COME FROM MY THROAT YET NOT A SOUND ESCPED MY LIPS.IM NOT SURE WHAT TRANSPIRED IN THE NEXT FEW MOMENTS BUT I SOON FOUND MYSELF AT THE HOUSE OF AN OLD,OLD VET I USED TO SEE ON HIS PORCH EVERY DAY.
I KNOCKED ON HIS DOOR AND IN HIS SLOW YET DETERMINED STRIDE HE BECKOND ME INSIDE.WE JUST SAT THERE FOR ENDLESS MINUTES.I LOOKED IN HIS EYES AND HE JUST SAID,'ITS ALWAYS THE INNOCENT THAT PAY FOR THE WORLDS EVIL WAYS,;'
NO MORE WAS SAID BUT A FLOOD OF KNOWLEGE SUDDENLY SWEPT OVER ME AND FOR ONCE I UNDERSTOOD
NOW AS I WRITE THIS TRIBUTE I CRY NOT FOR THOSE INOCENT LIVES THAT WERE LOST FOR THEY HAVE INHERITTED HEAVEN.I KNOW CRY FOR THOSE WHO REMAIN,FOR WE HAVE BEEN SENTENCED TO OUR OWN PRIVATE HELL.
R.I.P. ALL THOSE YOUNG LIVES LOST WEATHER IN SERVICE OR SENCELESS SLAUGHTER.MAY GOD TAKE YOUR SOULS UNDER HIS WINGS.WATCH OVER THOSE OF US WHO HAVE CONDEMMED OUR OWN INNOCENCE,AND GIVE US FORGIVENESS.
