The Passing

The passing of a child
Before their parent's time
Is such a crime
Is such a crime

How can this happen
How can the world go so wrong
There is no comfort for this loss
Not even from an Angel's song

Only a flood of memories
After the shock
Somewhere a door has been left open
A gate unlocked

An outrage an offense to Heaven itself
And then sorrow sorrow and then more sorrow
There is only the empty now
And no more tommorrows

There is no turning back from this tragedy
There is no comparison to another
How can a child die
How can a child die

Before his mother


Neils
10:45 am
07/31/2015
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transcribed this time
10:32 am
08/04/2015

N.....again

His mane surrounding his noble head

How lame and limp are you if you're 

Killing a lion because you can't get an erection

How empty and souless are you if you're

Killing endangered species as your chosen direction

Deep inside where human feelings exist

And man deserves to have pride

Their are tears flowing and falling

Unashamed and not even trying to hide

Cecil was unique unto his own

A spirit walking around on all fours

His mane surrounding his noble head

A proud inheritor of  lineage and lore

I bow my head and contemplate fate

I am between rage and sorrow

I lift up and smash the gate

May ruination follow all of your tommorrows

Deep inside where human feelings exist

And man deserves to have pride

Their are tears flowing and falling

Unashamed and not even trying to hide

Cecil was unique unto his own

A spirit walking around on all fours

His mane surrounding his noble head

A proud inheritor of  lineage and lore

Neils

6:37 pm

07/29/2015

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transcribed this time

10:08 am

08/04/2015

N....again