19 Children Dead Poem by Randy McClave

19 children dead
What more could be said,
19 children gunned down
Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground.
19 children no longer singing
Heaven bound instead they are winging,
19 children no longer playing
Instead their parents are praying.
19 children gone
No more pictures by them drawn,
19 mothers and fathers sad
No longer will they hear, "I love you Mom and Dad".
19 children in a school
Their blood in a pool,
And 2 teachers murdered
No sound is now heard.

The country gives it thoughts and prayers
The country gives its tears and cares,
Now when the lawmakers say from this atrocity we must fix this
The NRA objects to it.
19 children died
Lying alone on their blood covered side,
Now this I wish the pro-lifers would repeat
Those 21 murdered, all had a heartbeat.
19 children are no longer living
2 teachers are no longer giving,
The deaths are still rising
Sadly, here in America, that's not surprising.

Randy L. McClave