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A few hours ago, the Syrian toddler was laid to rest in the Syrian city of Kobani from where they had initially fled. www.edition.cnn.com/2015/09/04/europe/syria-aylan-kurdi-funeral/ |
Lil' kids lying face-down in summer on the beach sand Bathed in mirth, grinning and waving at the heavy tide, Captured with Kodaks, flash, flash, sand, flash, sand, flash. Are memories that were often fancied and enshrined. But, it's winter today, and there's no one else by the sea Except for that lil' kid lying down there, 'let's go see'. "Hey, kid, where's ya' momma?, hey kid, hey kid, asleep"? "Hey, kid," tap, tap, tap, "hey kid, hey, he..........kid..." As the fall of a giant comet, evil realization dawns on us. Blows our hearts apart, leaves us shredded and torn. Lil' kids on the beach sand, aren't so beautiful after all. No, not when they are drowned, then washed ashore. No, no, angels aren't so charming to watch Not when they are shrunk and washed in gore. No, no, angels don't so much cause a blush. Not when they are sunk and washed ashore. Oh, oh, I'm lost, torn, shame on scourges, oh son! Million tubes won't ne'r be able to blow air into your lungs. But million tears still won't bring back souls they've loved Baby, million refrains will ne'r be able to sing your song. But, I'll raise the banner, fly the flag, the guitar I'll strum. And for you, son, I'll sing a song: That baby angels can fly above seas, Oh, with wings, baby angels can fly above seas. I'll sing that baby angels can fly above seas. #For Aylan Al-Kurdi and all baby angels. PS: Aylan Al-Kurdi was the 3 year old Syrian boy whose heartbreaking picture, lying dead on the sea shore near the Turkish resort of Bedrum, went viral on the internet. He and his family were fleeing their war-torn home to the Greek Island of Kos by sea when their boat capsized in the night. Only his father was able to survive the heart-wrenching incident. Inset: a picture of Aylan and his late bother. (Left)
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kendrick9:Stan: Eminem's best song of all time. Agee? |
Sokrates:Next week saturday? |
Larrysun, I use a BB, and the site kept redirecting me to Google Play Store. How do I fix this, sir? |
funmijoyb:You're an irritating racist; a very irritating one. You need emergency help in rehabilitation before the racism starts to affect the temporal lobe in your cerebrum. ![]() |
MuhdG:You decide... |
TheFreeOne:Aren't cows supposed to increase? Dem no go born pikin? |
May God bless the president and his vice. ![]() |
Why is everyone running from me? Sinizia, wanna spar? 10 bars... Tashaamania, we've got unfinished business, remember? Kinglahkay, if sinizia and Tash decline my call-out, then we go on with it. |
MuhdG:That's not when you're battling a battler who hasn't drank from the golden cup of sweet victory before. ![]() |
MuhdG:Gee, y'wanna spar? 10 bars... ![]() |
Classsyalabolas:Wow! I never knew these. By the way, you probably own a thousand demonology texts. ![]() Got any in pdf? |
Reyginus:Rey, wanna spar? 10 bars... ![]() |
Classsyalabolas:Hehe. Why did you customize the spelling? You want it to be so obvious to the world you're none but an Aba-made laboratory clone of Old Glassy? ![]() |
Classsyalabolas:In the pages of demonology, Glasya-Labolas commands 36 legions of demons, remember? ![]() |
Classsyalabolas:That is Eminem and this is Slim Shady ![]() |
Classsyalabolas:Rebel? Another you? |
70 Years After: "Dédülya, Dédülya!", Anfisa's shouts woke me up this morning. Her shouts always do. She ran into my room and walked to me smiling. Anfisa's smiles mean a lot these days when nothing else does. Her smiles gladden my heart and they help spread a big dark gown over memories I wish forever for to remain cloaked. "Dédülya, today is the 2nd of September, today is my 8th birthday!" Anfisa cooed into my ears. There was a rush of memories as Anfisa said that. Bergen-Belsen, the survivors of Dacheau, the Jews, and tears welled up in my ears. "I'm coming, Anfisa. Go and tell your mum to cook me some pasta. Grandpa will come wish you a happy birthday now. Go!" The girl looked puzzled but she immediately turned back and went. As the tears rushed down, vivid pictures from the fight tank at the of Kursk salient rushed without a stop into my head. I was just 20 then, but I wasn't too young to be in charge of one the 3600 tanks that fought the biggest tank war in the history of the world. I remember the sounds, the dust, all the blood, the lost friends, and shattered skulls. I remember the concentration camps we fought to liberate. It was really adventurous for young men like us to have to look death in the face like we did in those years. After the tank battle of the Kursk salient campaigns, I was one of the many young Russian soldiers who were lucky enough to be confined to the safety of offices. Yeah, we were lucky because the last years of the war were the worst. So, the Kursk salient was the last action I saw. Hundreds of thousands of Russian and German soldiers died there in Kursk. My tank might have killed a tenth of them. I still vividly remember the words of Commander Ivan Konev after our victory. "Zhukov, you and your tank men, you made this happen!" That was 1943. And two years after Kursk: two years after being one of the few confined to the offices doing practically nothing, we heard Japan had surrendered aboard the USS Missouri. We weren't sure then that the world had ended, but in the weeks that came next we knew for sure. The World War ended, and the world ended with it, for all we had to do after the war ended was to rebuild the world, our shattered lives, those cities, those kids. I resigned from the Army after the war ended. I wanted to go back to Kamyshlov, where my father lived as an apple farmer to join him in running his apple farm. But I got back home to find that he had died of an illness while I fought on the war. I was dejected. I had no choice, so I took up the farm business all by myself. It was hard, very hard. The war had caused too much damage to the economy. That was 70 years ago. Heheh. 70! "Dédülya, Dédülya!", Anfisa called from the parlor, and I wiped the tears in my eyes. They weren't of sorrow, nor were they of joy. They were of pride. Of what I did, what we did. And they still come, 70 years after we did what we had to. THE END |
oreos:1000 likes instantly awarded. ![]() |
Typing.. |
So, it's 70 years since Japan surrendered to US aboard the USS Missouri, signaling the end of a war that hung to it's dreaded name fifty to seventy million casualties. How much it feels like yesterday, though! ![]() I'm going to write a short fictitious memoir of a World War II survivor who also incidentally lives to this day, too, and it's going to be in the post below this. Who else wants to do this? We could compare and contrast... ![]() Divepen1 LarrySun Ishilove 1miccza Donifez Firestar Rudepen OMA4U Kitme Adanna28 Texanomaly |
If you were the brother of the girl this happened to, you sure wouldn't be happy with her going back to the same guy. Sincerely, I don't think you should be thinking of winning her back, at least not now. I don't think you feel enough remorse over what you did even; I don't think you wouldn't do it again. If you did feel enough remorse, this isn't what you would be thinking at this stage. Getting her back: Apologize, and tell her straight up that you need her. If she doesn't want you, then forget it and set your life straight. Maybe you should think about going sober, too. I think you should. |
stchinedu:And, I'm sure you believe that Abraham Lincoln really said that. ![]() |
Teempakguy:^^^Look at this. And someone said Jonathan shouldn't have banned early morning weed... ![]() |
texanomaly:Ace, as, case Symbols |
johnydon22:You done turn Don Williams for your mind like that o.. ![]() |
Teempakguy:Eh? What do you mean? ![]() |
The audio's soundtrack is Westlife's Easy Way? |
As usual, this is captivating! Everything of Larrysun's is. ![]() However, I expected the episode to end at 'Boom!' as it happens in movies. The paragraph after 'Boom!' really took me with surprise. I never expected that. I didn't feel good reading it either, and I'm sure most people won't. #Following... |
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. If you continue to think like this. You will never make it in life.