Poem: We lost those wicks (Flight 9525)

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“I love you too”,
Said a young girl to her lover,
Promises to return soon,
To live their lives forever.

“I’d miss you too”,
Said a mother to her child,
That wait for chocolates and more toys,
Made farewell tears too mild.

“Please don’t cry, it’s just for a day”,
Said a husband to his wife,
Two souls were going apart,
One out of life and the other in life.

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“Buzz me when you reach”,
Said a daughter to her father,
His voice was last when he called her “child”,
Oh her world was in her father.

Radios and radars, seatbelts and airbags,
Had the plane them all,
Eyes and hands, knees and back,
Safe were these and all.

Radios and radars, seatbelts and airbags,
Had the plane them all,
But which of these protects a soul,
Knows not one from all.

Falls and fractures and wounds and burns,
Survives a soul these all,
Woeful was the flight which steered,
Storms many until that fall.

WRECKAGE OF THE AIRBUS A320 IS SEEN AT THE SITE OF THE CRASH, NEAR SEYNE-LES-ALPES
Image #: 35791561 Wreckage of the Airbus A320 is seen at the site of the crash, near Seyne-les-Alpes, french Alps March 26, 2015. A young German co-pilot locked himself alone in the cockpit of Germanwings flight 9525 and set it on course to crash into an Alpine mountain, killing all 150 people on board including himself, prosecutors said on Thursday. French prosecutors offered no motive for why 27-year-old Andreas Lubitz apparently took the controls of the Airbus A320, locked the captain out of the cockpit and deliberately set it veering down from cruising altitude at 3,000 feet per minute. REUTERS /EMMANUEL FOUDROT /LANDOV
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