Written in Collaboration with HastyWords (http://hastywords.wordpress.com/)
“Friday, December 14, 2012 – on this chilled and inhumane date, the gates of Heaven were flung wide open as God embraced the 1st grade class of Sandy Hook Elementary School.”
The sun arose this winter day -
In Sandy Hook the children played.
Halls echoing with carefree glee,
As children’s days were meant to be.
Each parent dreams of such a vision -
‘Til life injects its cruel revision.
Yet, like a child’s lost innocence,
Cherished and held in reverence -
In just one moment swept away
No sympathy for child’s play.
Into their lives a darkness came;
Into our own, an infinite pain.
Screams of fear filled empty spaces -
A blur of frightened, tortured faces!
Malevolence came and stole their futures,
Wounds too big for mending sutures.
We heard the sounds of angels cry –
The day we watched our children die.
We swallow hard; prayed harder still -
Our heartbeats faltered against our will.
The deafening blast of pure insanity
As evil tore the fabric of our humanity!
A nation mourns with silent tongue
The senseless death of these so young.
Six teachers did their very best -
Each offered up their loving breast
To shield from bullets savage blow,
To buy these young ones time to grow.
Each died for love, lest we forget…
Upon their memory, no sun will set.
Such sorrow confines us to hatred’s prison,
Continually torments us with ungodly visions!
Of children lost and taken away
When the sun arose that winter day.
We are lost within an anguished grief,
As even celestial angels weep.
Impeccant cherubs laid to rest;
God took from us our very best.
The loss we feel is real and deep,
The pain forever ours to keep.
No answers to the question, “Why?”
Our babies were not born to die.
So, brush away our tortured tears;
this truth is too demanding,
and whisper in my silent ears
some prayer of understanding.
Twenty-six stars now shine above,
Eternal bright and beaming love.