st. saviour
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who will save the saviours
and wash the blood from chest and crest
or dust off their capes
sadly draped over the bloody landscape
who will pay the cost
for the heartbroken and those lost hearts
or validate the victims of this art
who will save our saviours
and build back the mountain tops
or weaken the water from floods to drops
who will save the saviours
when all strength is nearly spent
and twisted metal has to be re bent
to form strong foundations again
saviours will save the saviours
because love is not premeditated
love is natural and real
and explodes with life once rededicated
to our friends and families
who will save the saviours ?
with hope...all of us.
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