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Jun 2016
In Orlando, there’s an emptiness words struggle to convey
As survivors try to comprehend what happened yesterday.
When the music and the laughter stopped, then fear and screams began.
The children of the city died at the hands of a madman.
Sons and Daughters, brothers, sisters; fifty dead in the attack
There is sadness in the City as the rainbows fade to black.


How beautiful that night had been; the dance floor pulsed with life.
Here were youth and beauty on display; not bitterness or strife.
At the bar with cash in hand they drank craft brews on tap.
It was last call for one and all, the D.J. played a Rap
Then sadness in the city as the rainbows fade to black.

Some blame the gun, some blame a Faith, some bluster; others hide.
In Orlando a grey mood prevails where sons and daughters died.
By dawn the sirens stopped their song, but there is no turning back
There is sadness in our Country as the rainbows fade to black.
Mourning the fallen in the City of Orlando
John F McCullagh
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John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
(63/M/NY)   
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