For Derik

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On Monday, 24 May 2010, Derik, a fellow blogger and friend, wrote his last post... and took his life. I never knew until this morning.

There are no words to express the sense of loss and regret. He was a brilliant writer and more than that... he was someone I came to love.

In this stupid world, where we judge value by money, too many people never realise how much they are valued for simply being themselves.

Don't ever think because no-one says they care that they don't.
Don't ever think because no-one seems to be there that they aren't thinking of you.
Don't ever think you won't be missed - you will.

You are always more value than you realise.

"Here Comes The Flood"

When the night shows
the signals grow on radios
All the strange things
they come and go, as early warnings
Stranded starfish have no place to hide
still waiting for the swollen Easter tide
There's no point in direction we cannot
even choose a side.

I took the old track
the hollow shoulder, across the waters
On the tall cliffs
they were getting older, sons and daughters
The jaded underworld was riding high
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
and as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rain
was warm and soaked the crowd.

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.

When the flood calls
You have no home, you have no walls
In the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds, within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there's only you and me
And if we break before the dawn, they'll
use up what we used to be.

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
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