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Oct 2012
For though I have not seen your face
Etched in my heart you are.
Ingrained within, no common place
A face in a million by far.

A face in a million
Yet not a statistic
In courage you raised your voice.
Opportunity came
You shied not away
You spoke, and gave each of us a choice.

"Remember my face!"
Your pain commanded attention.
"Remember my face!"
Your abuse in full comprehension.
"Remember my face!"
No good deed is compensation.
"Remember my face...
I represent a hurting generation."

Nine going on ten,
Your voice was heard
Arrows to complacent or misguided views

Your boldness and truth
Silenced excuses
To the call I surrender, to remember, I surely will choose.
Toni Cezeal
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Toni Cezeal
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