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Imagine a dance all alone,and the silence on a phone.Imagine sleep without dreams,and a moon without beams.Imagine time without sound,clocks that arent round.Imagine life without air,and fan without fare.Imagine death without dying,and birds without fling.Imagine Angels without wings,and birds that don't sing.Can you imagine?
A little kid she was,with ten years of ageShe woke up one April morning,for school to leave, She washed up her angelic face,Brushed her little teeth,And fixed her silky black hairRunning to her mom she asked,"Mammy, shall I pray or eat first?""No sweety, prayers come first."She prayed and for breakfast she sat.****The school bus horn blew outside"Mammy, it is time to say goodbye"She kissed her momWoke up her dad,Grabbed her school bagAnd with her sisters she left She got into the bus...As usual singing, laughingShowing her friends the apples, chocolate and the food she had.The kids chattering excitedly and whispering About the teachers in school The guardian and the friendsThen all of the sudden,A tense moment of silence spread Their mouths hanged open And the color their face left ****Whatís going on?"they asked"The same bus, They take daily for school At the villageís exit, With unusual speed moved"No, No it canít beThe driver will neverIncrease the speed,We always asked him to doAnd he never did!!Why now he is?"****** The warning came!!!!!The bus driver desperately announced"Little kids, in danger we arePlease sit on the floorAnd with your hands grab the iron bars"The little kidsOn the floor they satAnd to the Heavens Their humble, innocent pleas raisedOh Gracious God,Kids watching death with their eyes?How it feels??The little kid beside her sisters satAnd the few almonds in her hand she hadGave them to her sisters to eatHow sweet you wereAnd it was a moment when A loud scream struck the sky... It woke me up from a dream A dead and red pigeon is in my brothersí hands?!! And a beautiful colorful bird In heaven stands? The same scream... Make her mom run to the street And her grandma from the balcony leap They knew nothing But they are Mothers. They feel!!!!!!!****Screams, Screams, As thunder struck the sky The news spread everywhere The parents rushed to see their kids lying under the bus with fear All were alive but not she Ö Her head was beside her sisters They are fine But not she Ö All Alive But not she ... Life ceased there on a scene A mother with a broken heart How it feels? On the street she knelt With her daughter On her lap, dead God, how it feels?? These are the last moments Her daughter can see With running tears, And broken heart Embraced her kid Close to her heart how much she wished she can again breathe "Take my heart and breathe Take my heart and say One single word, not more, pleaseplease...........please "God donít take her away from me"****She carried her Between her arms on her feet Back to the house! Where she had the last kiss She laid her on the little bed And there above her head She sat playing with her hair "No she canít be dead" ****She didnít want to leave her But they did take her to a different bed Her momís soul was ripped apartAnd no one can, could or wouldrepair She still visits her Talk to her about school And how much she misses her[**** It had been for three years But always feels today to me And the best days is when she visits me in the dreams. [/color] [/color]