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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Kursk
[time] => 2003-10-27 18:02:53
[hometext] => In Remembrance of the Tragedy of the Russian Submarine Kursk and its 118 Sailors that perished beneath the Berents Sea.
[bodytext] =>  I am not Russian, yet disconsolately I cry about the Kursk’s great tragedy In the dark waters of the Berents Sea And ask the Lord: ”why did this have to be?” My heart aches for One-Hundred- Eighteen Entombed, entrapped in the doomed submarine With dwindling air, trying to break free, Why, Lord,- why did this have to be? In vain and futile to excoriate The proud that asked for helping hands too late Woe onto image- seeking national pride That spurned the hands equipped to turn the tide! Poor weeping mothers waiting to arrive Rescuing ships to save their young sons life, Who, for some meager rubles’ salary Perished beneath the unforgiving sea. Lament, denounce the chill philosophy Of callous granite-hearted KPG! Woe onto dragging feet and woe-betide delay! Tell-tale of darkly powers holding sway. Too late, and futile to eviscerate The fervently elected head of state, Chill politics, sans pity and sans ruth Will take control and cover up the truth Brave sons!, perhaps -maybe-divine decree Exacted pay for Chechnya’s agony. Oh Lord, we pray,- we pray -draw onto you, Into your heart the brave and gallant crew.! For you alone oh Lord can oversee The root and core of human tragedy; And understand its awesome mystery; And you alone know why this had to be. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Elizabeth_Dandy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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