To Jason

The day after you died

May 22, 2000

Love Crissy

May a dream be rested with sleep

May a heart be loved by all

May a nightmare be rare for air

May death be gone forever

All those things we wish for in life

All those things won't happen

For there only in this world today is Judgement, hatred, some goodness but no pride.

All those feelings come from my soul.

I guess what I dream about is purity, pride are only dreams all of them.

But as my brother Jason used to say, Never take any day for granted.

Because nightmares can come true.

Such as death.

This is in memory of my brother.

A heart full of love was he,

A heart full of disaster was the friend

Now my brothers gone, because of that friend.

Because his friend had no sense of security, he did drugs and Alcohol.

That forbidden love was MB's only friend.

The friend will live on in pain in jail in thoughts in money in friendship And in love….

My brother Jason had died with respect, no pain, in a dream that was not suppose to come true.

Everyone loved Jason. And I always will.

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"Jason's Story"

By his sister Cristina Crespo

October 10, 2000

A boy came out of my mom's tummy

He looked so cute and yummy

His cute little face glowed and shine

That was past the line.

When he became four

Cuter than before

His little Afro and his cute little toes.

Then Jason was 10

Not like then

Now he's crazy and jumping in the air

I didn't really care.

He took good care of me

But I still didn't see

All the fun and love in this man

As much as he possibly can

He turned around thirteen

What an athletic teen

He played every sport on earth

That's what he wanted to do since birth.

When he turned seventeen

A senior the best I've ever seen

He's happy plays sports, still great

Came home and ate , ate, ate and ate.

Then came his final end of the line

I had a new sig.

The final stage of a young mans life

Got taken like a slice of a knife

A friend who's poisoned and like no other

Drives away with my great brother

He goes away, crashes on Crescent Heights

And then he took my brother's life.

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"Meaning"

By Cristina Crespo

Jason's sister

October 15, 2000

People ask a question everyday

No one knows what to say

They ask what is death

Why is it?

We don't know.

All I know is that it is a dark black pit.

After my Grandpa died and my great Uncle, a friend in school

And my dearest brother

Some even have more than others

Can't we live in a world of peace

A world of no darkness, and no beasts.

No because life has no meaning

Unless you give it some.

Me, after all that happened,

My life feels so short old, gray and gone

I'm only thirteen,

As Jason said "Life is not long, unless you give meaning to

Now I need the meaning

Of my family, my friends and most of all

My brother beside me.

All the way through my lifetime on this planet.

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"Jason"

By Cristina Crespo Jason's sister

October 20, 2000

There is a time called Birth

There is a time called Love

There is a time called Happiiness

There is a time called Life

There is a time called death

Jason had birth

Jason had love

Jason had happiness

Jason had death

Jason didn't have much life.

So young, so beautiful, so happy and fun

So funny , so cool, so healthy

So athletic, so stylish

So much love , no grief, no sorrow

But till the day I said goodbye

Till the day I cried

Till the day at a park of stones, weeps, sorrow and grief

I realized is is gone from my life

No more hugs

No more kisses

No more Brain surgery (our game)

No more love, fun or rap.

No more jokes

No more driving and laughter

No more freedom, flesh and soul for me to lean upon.

Only nature and dreams will bring us together in air

Iv have four words to sum up this poem

IT'S JUST NOT FAIR.

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It's all gone

By Cristina Crespo

Jason's Moore's sister

10/22/00

I remember before May

All the tuck-ins before we lay

Upon our beds so that we rest

And now that is all gone.

I remember never any fights

Always seeing you late at night

I thought life was very long

And now that is all gone.

Everyday we eat and snack

Waiting for him to come back

Back from school, being so cool,

And now that is all gone.

The things we did in school

When we swam in the pool

We were inseperable Jason

And now that is all gone.

I hear your in the air,

I hear that and I don't care

I want you here so we again can bond

My final words to conclude this poem.

Its gone, your gone, It's all gone.

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"You were my only Hope"

for Jason by your sister Cristina

10/22/00

One day lights were shining

You were there and dining

And I knew that you were my only hope

Saw you out in the open

When I came upon this earth

From my birth

You were my only hope.

Cause you are the answer

The dreams and the dancer

The right and the wrong

You are someone I woul die for.

You were my only hope

And I love you more than my life

I know you were /are here for me

Cause you're my only hope

Then you passed away

And I new I shouldn't live and stay

But I thought you are still in my soul.

You could take away my nightmares

You could take away all the scares

You accidentally left home………….

I know your gone

I lied all along

That I wasn't scared I was so unprepared

I know for a fact

I cant get you back

And now your gone. I can't believe your gone.

It's true.

It's true.

It's all gone , you're gone Just to show you my love

You're still my only hope.

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This poem was written by Cristina's friend Billy Barbour. If you have a poem, story or words you have written about Jason and would like to add them to the page, please mail me at:kenand@melbpc.org.au

Although I never knew him

Although I will never know him

I am very sorry I can't say I know

your pain for that would be a lie portrayed

in shame I don't know how you manage to get through

each day you used to fly along But now you find it hard to get along

Some times we take advantage of all the good times

Wishing that you could go back in time to make it right

You will not give up without a fight

For this is very right

This was without a doubt truly a mistake....

You have my love.

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