The ongoing sight of arms is astounding.
However, it’s not the arms you may
Think. The arms that pacify your child
Have quickly turned to double-barreled,
Loaded, murderous ammunition, robbing the innocence
Of a nation. Tell me, dear, how
Many more of these children will these weapons annihilate
Before we see any type of reform?
OUR DEEPEST CONDOLENCES AND PRAYERS
Children are dying but you don’t see
The politicians crying. When will it end?
It never does, things only get worse.
Because of these malicious weapons, that mother
Will never see her child again. That father
Will no longer hold his little princess,
Feigning to protect her from the imaginary
̈ ̈Bad guys,¨”though they were his neighbors
All along. That child will never get
Grow up and become the person that
The world is in dire need of.
OUR DEEPEST CONDOLENCES AND PRAYERS
Sandy Hook claimed twenty-seven lives in
A matter of minutes. Columbine lost thirteen.
Stoneman Douglas ́ seventeen victims; a massacre executed
By a fellow classmate. Why, then, do
We continue to shield our eyes, wearing
Our rose-colored glasses? By all means,
The world is not a pretty place
To live in, but why are we
So afraid to face OUR ugly reality?
OUR DEEPEST CONDOLENCES AND PRAYERS
We need to unplug our desensitized
Ears and open up our blurred eyes;
Turn on the voices filled with panic,
See the broken mother, the children fleeing.
Wake up and see the pile of
Backpacks left behind. The white man in
The pressed suit attempting to placate a
Fractured country, saying there was nothing that
Could’ve been done for such heinous acts.
OUR DEEPEST CONDOLENCES AND PRAYERS
The cynicism is spreading, like a virus.
Another shooting, the children hiding under their
Desks as their teacher is gunned down
Risking his own life to save theirs.
But oh, we should be grateful. Grateful
That this time, it was only seventeen.
Their trauma, inevitable, oh yes, 17 lives
Were taken but thousands of hearts were
Left shattered. Families broken. Laws left untouched.
How many more?
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