As we mourn the loss of innocence
No trumpets sound no angels cry
A mother screams unto the heavens
To ask why god would let her child die
Questions asked no answers given
People's words they pierce like thorns
Clumsy sentiment can't ease this grief
No pious wisdom will help them mourn
There is no meaning or great plan
No higher fate or Divine providence
No comfort found in hollow script
Can explain this loss off innocence
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This is heart breaking 🙁 but the poetry is put together
Thank you
Very good Daniel---keep writing on pain. This is the stuff of life.
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Excellent. Sometimes there just are no words to say appropriate enough to comfort when loss is experienced. Your poem understands this.
Thank you WBL
You are very welcome!
Sad but Awesome write
Thank you Tony
Welcome
That has always been a bitter pill to swallow. We can always come up with others who deserved to die. Well done.
Thanks Augustus
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