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What do you tell them

How do you start

The family we’ve known

being torn apart

God is a word

we find hard to say

we know that he’s missing

he left us that day

Now to the future

and the time we have left

make every moment

the best of the best

Tell all the people

from here and to there

justice is missing

God doesn’t care

Why is the question

Why is the word

Why has it happend

Why so absurd

Dedicated to Debs, Iain and Heather x

Mac Macdonald

Poem Background info: Being told the news on Friday 11th May 2012
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