Note: In light of recent attacks in London
I didn't know you, and probably never
would have, but
you, you did what you always did.
You hopped on the bus, got on the subway,
not knowing that today would be your last day.
I feel this ache in the back of my head
It throbs with an intensity matched by
nothing
any normal situation can create.
I feel like it's time to break down,
but it's time to be strong.
I hope that when you left for work, you told
your children, "I love you."
I hope that you kissed your spouse goodbye
and that you didn't leave anything in shambles
because they're even more so right now.
I salute you, a martyr for some indefinite cause.
You didn't deserve this hell, but you got it anyway.
And even if you don't know it, even if you don't see it,
We're going to try and help pick up the broken
hearts and put them back together.
Because we know you wouldn't want them to stay broken forever.
You were brave and ordinary. You spent your lives
trying to attain the greater goal, and learn
about yourselves the best way you knew how.
You were people, lost to a tragic world, and
let me tell you,
your sacrifice will never be forgotten.
Dio esté con usted.
God be with you.