Poem: Clipped Wings
Angels with clipped wings
taken before their lives have been heralded in.
Heroes in a new time,
examples cut down before their prime.
One unhappy and forsaken soul, lost his way,
devolving into human decay.
The festering overwhelmed him so,
that he spiraled out of sanity’s control.
Entering into a sacred space,
taking lives, rendering a nation emotionally displaced.
Fear and armament, a new reality,
matching the millennia’s grave answer to the world’s brutality.
This cannot be a just resolution,
violence for violence,
never a solution.
Instead, we must promulgate kindness,
wrapping the world in the comforting
of gentle mindedness.
One hand in another spreading healthy reception,
changing the nature of a planet’s unwelcome
We must leave the world in a better place,
restoring it to love and everlasting grace.
Copyright 2012, Robin Grosswirth