David Lewis Paget
For The Children Of Sandy Hook - Poem by David Lewis Paget
I live in a great, wide open land
At the other end of the earth,
But the TV News and the Devil's views
Are beamed to my own home hearth,
And often I think to turn my head
As the joy of life's undone,
Back in that great democracy
At the point of a loaded gun.
We learnt our lesson and banned all weapons
When we took time to choose,
After a madman ran amok,
So why don't you do it too?
For now the parents are bent in grief
For their lost young daughters and sons,
I couldn't do anything else but weep,
Please God, get rid of the guns!
15 December 2012
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