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Fate

Fate

As you lay there

In your blood

Looking for somewhere

To place your love 

Yet so it is 

Written upon your forehead

That what once fits 

Is noW dead

Come what may 

Looking out across the sea

Ships in the storm that fray

Sinking into the depths finally

_______

Fate:Torpedoed by German U-boat U-20 on Friday 7 May 1915. Wreck lies approximately 11 mi (18 km) off the Old Head of Kinsale Lighthouse in 300 ft (91 m) of water at 51°25′N8°33′W

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Larry Ran

Hi Jai Master, (the "s" purposely eliminated to revere the Zen)

I cannot help my conjecture due to the powerful content of your words, and their "epilogue" that this beautiful lost soul lies off the old "Head of Kinsale Lighthouse", is someone who gave their life that your nation might live.  Furthermore, although, only my own interpretation, is that it was one of your ancestors.  And you, his beloved progeny, are telling the whole world of his bravery.

Peace and Love, Brother Poet,

xox Larry

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Jai Masters

The Germans caused sufficient misery 

across the world wars and despite their 

tech ability remain as ignorant as ever 

with their policy of refugees; their guilt 

for the past is their stupidity today;

trains today ships yesterday who knows

what is next;

we need leadership not idiocy; 

how many died in the Lusitania? 

Over 1100, 128 Americans thanks to german 

aggression. 

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