Connecticut Elementary School Shooting - Dec 2012 Poems
A prayer,
a sad, painful memory,
a candle
or lamp relives
your life,
also those
departed noble souls,
silenced
into suffering.
The bright wick
of lamp glows,
Fear is
shed, pale darkness
recedes like
a defeated, dying soldier.
the illumined
glow shines
as if
with a warming
smile.
But this
to stay only
a short while .
When the
Dawn of Christmas is
too close,
Those innocent lives are
also closed
To be
opened in a
New Haven,
By a violent trigger of
vile bullet,
What was shed
was Innocence,
What was cut short
was tomorrow’s
Future with high
feats and laurels:
What blinds those cruel with calumny?
What binds those with wicked
treachery?
The thread of Universal Peace
and Harmony Is jeopardized,
Can anything redeem
those
Innocence and lives precious?
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