Just a number perhaps
a moment,
at sometime today
some young person's life
swung in the balance,
they drew their last breath
and were gone.
And all the hopes
that rode on them,
all the prayers
that followed them,
from all the people
who loved them are done.
All the glorious days
of a future
they would have held,
dreams they had in their heart,
words they wanted to say
and maybe children
they hoped to have
are gone.
In the wind of the desert,
in the smoke of explosion
at the speed of a bullet.
Gone.
And we who mourn them
will never know
who they may have become,
what light they may have given
the World.
In their name
and with all the love we possess
let us work
to stop this war.
With hope,
Celeste Zappala
7/21/04