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Photo Album new!	Tragic Flight (800) A Tragic Night Michael F. Connolly, Woodside, New York I wrote this poem on the night of July 17, 1996. I have always wanted the families of flight 800 to read it. My heart it aches, my prayers are many for 230 families tonight Because their friends and loved ones were tragically lost in flight; They represent many contries nationalities and races. Most were seeking fun and joy in many beautiful places; I ask myself over and over Oh Lord How Could It Be? Why did 230 bodies fall into the Atlantic Sea; When I heard that it was possible this was the work of terrorists My palms they started bleeding from the clenching of my fists; Life is very precious but death we cannot control Now God has 230 angels and he will bless each and every soul; We must control our anger and pray and pray and pray For relatives friends and loved ones who will suffer every day; A service was held for the victims on Fire Island sand As millions and millons of people mourned through-out the land; They say time heals all wounds which I personally do not believe Because many have lost loved ones and for eternity we will grieve; As I write this tragic poem many tears come to my eyes And I also mourn for other when I look up at the skies; I am just a man who suffer along with all of you today But I hope my words and prayers will somehow help you along the way. back
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