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The

Angels hover in hysterical grief
What has happened
Spectators gather around this cadaver
shriek in great recoil

The
Heaven help us all, one of us
The realization that all that is fall
How could really be?

From sorrow to rhetorical strife
contorts them all
Their savior has way down from the cross
to wear the thorns

Tragedy--the slow moving figures
the dead -- for there is nothing we can do

He lies there dead
in defeat
Beneath troubled
mourn with no restrain

Tragedy--the slow figures knew
Mourn the dead--for there is we can do