I felt the earth quiver.
It was an unnerving and unsettling movement.
My heart began to beat faster,
As I knew a change had come.
My mind entertained a million thoughts!
Like a race horse in its last mile.
Racing to the end…
Through tunnels of dread and sorrows.
Only by the Grace of God go I....
Surly this race we call life is all for naught.
Money nor fame can save us, but I declare!
Perseverance and courage,
Will be their badge of honor.
Anger lies heavily within the contents of my heart.
I scream out loud, “ENOUGH!”
Across the seas I cry out!
But my words never reach the air.
The sound is silenced by my own tightly pursed lips.
I pray they know we deeply care.
I feel helpless as a new born babe,
That longs for the warmth of his mothers arms.
So I pray, watch, and mourn,
With my brothers and sisters.
Vive la France