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Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Senior Year - Narbonne High School

Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Beverly in Junior High School

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Dear Beverly

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Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


242D
It is just a place; a symbolic one.

How do we choose to think about it?
What 242D represents?

Does it represent our collective failures
for you and me and all of us
who called you a friend …
your friends who failed
to recognize the pain within you?

Or is it a symbolic place for
those who care
or once cared
or should have cared
to come; to gather; to remember
and celebrate your memory?

If we extend our hand in friendship
do we become our brother’s keeper?

Does it require a greater commitment?

242D
Do we turn our backs and say,
“Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa with us.”
“You failed us; we failed you.”

And then, of course it goes …
“Ashes to ashes; dust to dust.”

It is something for each of
who touched your life to think about.

242D … what does it represent?

Have a tune for you today …

You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own”

And so you were last June … so alone, so all alone.

… enjoy.



Ladies and gents, fold your tents, cos we have a winner
Come see your Jane try to train every devil in her
There's not a man alive who could tame this creature
You better leave the professor behind, see what time will teach her

And when we've all collected a spectacular sum
We'll get a little glimpse of the disaster to come

You can justify what happens then
Cos how could you have known
Leave the dust to dust and say "amen"
Put "sorry" on the stone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown

Shit's just a trick and each week's full of compromises
She'll push for a fish like a seal clapping for its prizes
There's not a man alive who could wake this sleeper
Oh, tie the rope, hide the dope, sure's there's hope, but denial's cheaper

And when we've all collected a spectacular sum
We'll get a Holy Roller in to rattle the drum

You can justify what happens then
Cos how could you have known
Leave the dust to dust and say "amen"
Put "sorry" on the stone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown

And after the fail, you can wail as they drag the lever
Silence the band, wring the hand that you didn't give her
And every man alive has to sign a waiver
To put a coin in the plate so that fate won't return the favour

You can justify, oh yes you can
You've got the microphone
Tell them dust is dust and men are men
And men all act alone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown

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