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Requiem Rosea

There was no time to say goodbye to those who held them dear,
So little time for them to cry, thank God no time for fear.
The speed with which the madman struck was Satan's only grace
the day the Rosebuds of Dunblane were taken from their place.

And with them went an English rose who tended them and cared
and because she sacrificed herself, some of them were spared.
They went with all their innocence - they had no sins to pardon.
The sixteen Rosebuds of Dunblane, to flower in God's garden.

Then man, in all his ignorance began a great debate
and talked of Rights and Privileges so futile and to late
For all the Rosebuds in a world of suffering and pain,
And the little blue and pink ones who were taken from Dunblane.

Dear God, in your great wisdom, ordain the World should see
A People's grief, the Loved Ones pain all borne with dignity,
and make men in high places not forget they played a part
The day a madman had the means to break a nation's heart.

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