One Week Before

Weary.
I am weary.

Is nothing sacred?

Tiny lives just beginning;
howhowhowhow
does one aim and

SHOOT

cylinders of automatic

DEATH

at tiny lives just beginning.

Head bent,
eyes lowered
We
will grieve,
We
will mourn,
We will

WAIL.

No.

No, we will not.

To wail is
too visceral,
too deep,
too foreign,
too

HUMAN.

I am an old
woman, in a
far
too empty place.

Be with me.
Cry with me.
Keen with me.

For these

babies

lost

so soon.

© sd rogers 14 december 2012

3 thoughts on “One Week Before

  1. You have described vividly the tremendous sorrow we feel over this senseless tragedy.

  2. Katley says:

    you have given sorrow words. A tragedy like this is just too awful to comprehend.

  3. CatGem says:

    Thank you both for your kind words. It’s such an inadequate expression of what I feel, but it’s all I have right now.

Thank you for letting me know you were here.

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