The trees stand sentry Offering themselves As holders of the bodies The earth, dry and dusty, Hardened clay Or fertile soil Lies ready To receive, To embrace The boxed bodies. The flowers contribute their beauty Brightly colored Spreading scent of life Hiding ugliness of death. What do I have to give? Can my tears soothe from afar? Can they heal or comfort Our broken world? When will it end? Lives stolen Violently Guns Rifles Destruction Hate Out of control When will it stop? Innocent people slaughtered The world over Leaders choosing War, greed, guns Over people NRA buying politicians “I will protect your right to have guns. Any guns. Any guns.” But they know not how To protect our children Children going to school Picking up siblings at a home People walking down the street Enjoying parties, bars, churches Time together Gunned down. Violence running rampant Running free While people are imprisoned behind walls trying to stay safe. All races suffering Some more than others So much more But we are all The Human Race WE weep for all We get angry We are confused Powerless What can be done? The powers that be In our country Are stymied, stalemated Political loyalty To an ideology Blinding itself to the suffering The endless tears shed When will it stop? Maybe, when we pause Pause Search our hearts What is our role? What gift might we bring to healing? Remove the cynical scales of protection The visors blocking our light Speak for love, compassion Shout out your, “No More!” We must groan together To be heard People in power Have you No Power? No Courage? No Heart? Stand in front of these bullets. Feel the pain, The loss, the senseless violence. Stand beside the children Stand with the mentally ill Support, treat, make safe. Weed the life's garden Of this invasive violence. It is taking over Choking out the good. Pull the roots Give room for new life. Our tears are shed To soothe pain To nurture life To acknowledge That we are all one . In this Fragile Human Family. We must find a way.
Crumbs for the Journey 
Maybe if more people speak out something will be done. Assault rifles have no place in the home or for hunting.
It’s going to take an act of Congress to start the process. Too much lip service from our government and not enough or any action to abolish these weapons of massacre.
Thank you for speaking out.
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This is all so big and deep and fraught with hatred and desire for power. The Civil War is not over. There are now voices rising that say everyone should have a gun—any type. That a gun is used and ok to use rather than conversation, rational reasoning. Those who sanction the guns just do not care about children being murdered. So simply and bluntly put banning women’s rights creates more children to be murdered. This is the level of hatred and uncaring.
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