ORLANDO: PULSE

Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone.
There’s a grief that can’t be spoken
There’s a pain goes on and on.

Phantom faces at the window
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more.

Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more.

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3 Responses to ORLANDO: PULSE

  1. saramajors says:

    Michael
    This is so very touching

    Is the poem your composition?

  2. Tara says:

    moving video, song, poem. I’m sick at heart. Mourning. Grieving.

  3. Karmanot says:

    No, the poem isn’t mind. I found it on line and would like to know.

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