|.||A poem of Stavros Alambritis A.K.A MuX
I have cried for two days solid now but yesterday it hailed bigger
hailstones than have ever seen in my life and only in our village? Only you
could have thrown down such big hail stones the size of golf balls in anger
to tell us to stop crying. It was your style.
You have seen by now the hundreds of people that have either vistied our
home or/and written in this guestbook and i am going to write this so that
people can know a little bit more about you.
Alexie aka [41st]shizznit aka [41st]rocky was a great brother, worker, team
player and had a very strong bond with his two brothers Stavros and Barry.
Not a day would pass where we wouldn't tell each other that we loved each
other. We are proud and happy to have been blessed with 19 years of your
love bro and will dearly miss you in body although i know you will always be
here in spirit.
Whenever Barry is playing 5 a side soccer he will remember the position you
played and deication you had to the team. In fact you were dedicated in
everything that you did be it work or play.
When at work you commanded the respect of 7 staff, most older than you, and
managed them to continue to produce good quality product
And to the Tactical Ops (TO) community well. People will rememeber your
happy ways in which you made people smile. You were so cheeky and yet could
get away with it. It was the things you said and the faces you pulled that
brought joy and a smile to everybody around you. You have touched so many
people it makes me proud to see just how loved your really were. And your
passion for the game. And although you may have argued with people too its
all part of the game and the sport of TO and was never taken personally. You
always used to ring me and say. MuX shall i put your name down for tonights
war or have you got too much work on and i would scramble to get my work
done so i could come home and play a war with my brother.
You loved and excelled in your Work, Your Sports, Your PC and your Fast
You were miserable last year because you wanted faster and faster cars. And
you finally got the chance to get one. We all feared this day and asked you
not to buy the car as it was too powerful but it made you sad to not have it
so one by one we gave in to keep you happy and happy you were.
I have never seen anybody so content and happy as you, leading up to Teusday
Night 19th Oct. 2004. You had everything going for you. A good family
business, a loving family, the true love of your fiance eleni. You had your
sports, your top spec pc, and a car that most 19 year olds would envy to
I cant go on at this point so i will say
Rest in Peace Brother. I know you are around us in spirit watching and
edging us on to love more and work harder and play better. You were and will
continue to be our uplifting spirit that keeps us going.
I love you soo much bro
Stav aka MuX
A poem of Sebastiaan Röben a.k.a rahX
I am who I am, I show grief for that I feel
I show sorrow for all that I love and lost
a friend who will be the finest and has great fighting lust
When a time has come for you to leave this realm
and go to the next.. be able to watch over that you love
and wait till heaven opens there gates for them
if you feel like you're empty my friend don't be affraid
and visit me no matter how far away you are or how high you are
flying with the birds, the angels, and the planes
come down towards my home and talk to me
Even when I can't hear you I will always listen and never forget
all signs you send or show to me... when I feel empty and hollow
I shall talk to you I will yell your name and say help me
for all that I miss for all that is unspeakable I hope you shall listen
In times of need let yourself speak to me or to any other
that can lead them to a better way of living.
They shall never forget just like you told me
they shall always be there as the person that I have lost
and you gave me advice to who I must go
To what I must pray or in other words.. to what I must talk to
Your brother wich I love so much.. a close friend yet so far away
A heart combined from my family towards yours.
When I get to were you are now please open the gates for me
but till that time help everybody that misses you, to be stronger
to face all the threaths of this world or the next
guard over all that you love but also more important
do not forget who you were my friend, or forget who anybody else was
you can be as mad as you want.. You can strike with stones
you can strike with rain or with hailballs.. you love your family
so if they cry strike to something that can heal and can be revived
please show them that you are still there watching the three brothers
who are still so far from each other but yet so close.
watch over everything that has your love and do nothing my close friend...
I miss you my good friend. Please wait at heaven for your family and me
A poem of Angela Kontou
Death Is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect,
without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well
- Family please stay strong, and we are all here for you, with all my love Angela Kontou - Sheffield, Alexie's 2nd Cousin - xxx
A poem of Stel
GOD when i was alone and had nothing
i asked 4 a friend 2 help me bear the
pain no one came except ...... GOD
when i needed a breath 2 rise
from my sleep no one could
help me except .... GOD
when all i saw was sadness
and i needed answers no one
heard me except ..... GOD
so when i am asked who i
give my unconditional love 2
look for no other name
except ...... GOD
love from stel
A poem of Penny, Alexie's 2nd cousin
Woke up today thinking of you,
Another night and i made my way through.
So many dreams left in my mind but they can never come true.
But in the end i can still feel the pain,
Everytime i hear your name.
The sun wont shine since you went away,
It seems like the rains falling everyday.
They say that time wil dry the tears,
But true love burns for a thosand years.
I would give my tomorrows
For one yesterday,Just so i know i could have you here.
When will this river of tears stop falling?
Were can i run so i dnt feel alone?
Cant walk away when the pain keeps calling.
Alexie will shine a light when its dark,
He will open our eyes,
And leed us the way and help us realise.
That we will never be alone,He will be by our sides.
Alexie mou i think about you everyday,
I have wrote like 4 messages what more can i say.
I miss you loads i love you more,
When i think about the pain your family are going through my heart feels so soar.
In my heart the sharpest pain,
The darkest clouds up in my brain.
Everyday Alexie will walk with us,
Every night Alexie will talk to us.
Only now i see good hearts dont die,
They just fly to be in peace beyond the sky.
Alexie is were there is no evil,no greed,no sign of war because everyone is free.
Where only joyful tears are cried,
Theres no pain no tears no lies.
God has freed his soul,now free your mind.
When its our time its our time
Andreas Koumi - "A Good and Wonderful Man Died Today"
A good and wonderful man died today
But it's not for him, it's for me, that I pray.
For now he's safe, he's home and he's free.
I'm the one left here with just a memory.
Nobody can tell me why he died.
A car took his life and the heavens cried.
Did he die for justice? For honor and duty?
I wish someone could explaine this to me!
It wasn't his job, it was his life long dream.
To be a part of the force, a part of the team.
For he would stand guard, to serve and protect.
Out of honor, duty, justice and respect.
I always knew it could happen one day
That one should decide, for his job, he must pay.
But to pay with his life-is that really fair?
And that of my children, Family and friends.
Doesn't god know, the pain never ends?
Who am I, you may ask, to write of such strif?