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His Father Was the Ambassador to Spain But he never saw his Own Sons Pain He came to a spiritual retreat..... With his Darkness to defeat His anxiety Cut like a Knife With no Solace in his life He prayed over scripture Daily But the Battles he was Failing On a Dark Saturday Night With a Dull serrated Knife He took his Life, he kept Slicing till it was Done The knife to dull to do it in One In the Kitchen of the Annex he was found Lieing Still cold and face down on the ground They rushed him to North Charles Hospital Though Doctors battled it was Fatal I walked in the Annex Door..... And found Ruth tears streaming Kneeling as she mopped up the Floor The flood of Blood Red Was all that's left of the dead I carried this memory for 45 years And still today the memory brings me tears With all the Ambassadors Rich Connections Nothing can replace the Loss of a Son As witness to this, I felt I must Pen So one small soul isn't forgot in the end
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC
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His Father Was the Ambassador to Spain But he never saw his Own Sons Pain He came to a spiritual retreat..... With his Darkness to defeat His anxiety Cut like a Knife With no Solace in his life He prayed over scripture Daily But the Battles he was Failing On a Dark Saturday Night With a Dull serrated Knife He took his Life, he kept Slicing till it was Done The knife to dull to do it in One In the Kitchen of the Annex he was found Lieing Still cold and face down on the ground They rushed him to North Charles Hospital Though Doctors battled it was Fatal I walked in the Annex Door..... And found Ruth tears streaming Kneeling as she mopped up the Floor The flood of Blood Red Was all that's left of the dead I carried this memory for 45 years And still today the memory brings me tears With all the Ambassadors Rich Connections Nothing can replace the Loss of a Son As witness to this, I felt I must Pen So one small soul isn't forgot in the end
All true it occured June 17th 1970, he Died in North Charles Hospital Baltimore Maryland... I've carried this for so long it was time to immortalize it All the Work here is licensed under the Name ®SilverSilkenTongue and the © Property of J.Flack
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC
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