James Patrick Bulger Tribute

JAMES

EVIL LURKED IN LIVERPOOL
IN DEED AS WELL AS NAME
AND ON VALENTINE’S DAY ’93
A TOWN AWAKENED TO ITS SHAME

WHEN THEY HEARD ABOUT A TODDLER
WHO HAD BEEN FOUND UPON A TRACK
WHEN INNOCENCE WAS LOST
AND WAS NEVER COMING BACK

AND THEY SPOKE OF HOW HE SUFFERED
AT THE MERCY OF COWARDS WHO HAD NONE TO GIVE
AND THEY READ ABOUT HIS COURAGE
HIS STRENGTH AND WILL TO LIVE

MEMORIES OF HIS SMILE
HAUNTED HIS MOTHER, NOW ALL ALONE
BECAUSE BABY JAMES BULGER
WAS NEVER COMING HOME

SO THE DEMONS SET UPON HIM
AND THE ANGELS CLOSED THEIR EYES
AS DID 38 OTHERS
WHO ALL IGNORED HIS CRIES

AND LORD WOOLFE HAD MORE COMPASSION
FOR THE PREDATORS THAN THEIR PREY
NOW SWEET LITTLE JAMES IS GONE
AND HIS KILLERS PROWL FREE TODAY

BUT THIS WORLD SHALL NEVER FORGET
THE CRUELTY THAT HE BORE
AND HOW JUSTICE WAS NOT SERVED
AND HOW RAGE SHAKES US TO OUR CORE

SO WE PRAY FOR JAMIE’S SOUL OUR FOLDED HANDS WET WITH TEARS AND WE KNOW THE ANGELS LOVE HIM AND THEY HAVE KISSED AWAY HIS FEARS

ONE DAY I HOPE TO MEET HIM TO KNEEL AND HOLD HIS HAND AND I HOPE GOD HAS AN ANSWER AND IT’S ONE I SHALL UNDERSTAND

SO REST GENTLY AND IN PEACE IN YOUR HEAVEN, AS WE MOURN AND AS SAD AS WE ARE FOR LOSING YOU WE WERE BLESSED THE DAY YOU WERE BORN

MATT CAFFREY/2011

Baby James I love you so much; more than I ever thought myself capable of loving even though I never had the privilege to have personally met you and wanted to let you know that you will always be in my thoughts and in my heart and that you give me strenth and willpower to continue to exist when I say that I rather it be I who were dead and not you. I LOVE YOU BABY JAMES

I was a 20 year old young man when I heared the devistating news from my brother. I cried. I never ever heared anything more tragic and horrifying then this story. Now, 17 years later, I am a full grown man with a two year old boy myself. His name is Owen. Since his birth I have countend the ammount of days that James lived and reminded him especialy on the day my son had lived those days. My wife told me once that she never saw me crying in the eight years that she knows me. Except for that one day. It was the day that I had decided to read the entire story of little James again. I cried for hours and couldn't stop. I still never cry, but if I want to.... I just have to think about that poor little angel. I can not imagine the hell that his parents Denise en Ralph must have gone through. I wish them all the strenght and courage to continue in life. My thoughts are with you. And even though I did not knew little James myself, he will always be remembered in my heart as well as in my new book, wich I dedicated to little James. May God be with you little man, R.I.P. I hope you are in a far more better place then were we live in.

Patrick Baas,
The Netherlands.

i wish i could have taken those licks and blows and everythhing you had to endure..its not right and its not fair... i cant even stop crying...james i know youre in heaven.. its beautiful issnt it... i love you little angel

Sweet little James.
Unimaginable what you have been through.
Your life had just began, ended in its spring.
I hope you are in a better place now.

To your mum and dad; nothing I can do, my thoughts are with you.

never be forgotten r.i.p. xxxxxxxx