Newtown Blues
The helplessness we feel is
dwarfed by theirs
Whose cries are drowned by our
collective gasp,
So young to be engulfed within
cross hairs,
While innocence is stolen from
our grasp.
As parents, we feel lacking to
console,
Those whose pain exceeds our
greatest fears,
It’s time to acquiesce to gun
control
Before this violence drowns us in
our tears.
Amendment two provisions can
remain
A sacred right of freedom to us
still,
But safety must be able to
sustain
Against a world of crazies armed
to kill.
When will we learn to love our
sons and daughters
More than saving rights to guns
and slaughters?
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