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In silent, moving pictures 
brilliant flashes of horrific red 
shrugs of shoulders when told to stay 
turning of heads toward the grassy knoll 
in silent, moving pictures 
it screams to us 
'A sniper hidden in the wood' 
vision from the past of this fallen Hero 
yet missed this day 
and taken away 
all but one 
The vast Universe is within our grasp 
galaxies crystal clear, though light years away 
yet what is viewed in front of us 
we cannot decipher 
In silent, moving pictures 
the killer is killed 
no words are revealed or ever written 
those who spokeforever hushed 
In silent, moving pictures 
it screams to us 
but the screams become faint 
and what is known by few 
will pass to no-one

Moving Pictures