Collective Efforts/We Must! (Part II)

“Newtown, Your town, My town”

From: “When My Heart Speaks” by

Frances Patterson Harper “Ann”

01/15/2013

Eyes big and bright and filled with wonder, tiny hands, huge hugs, hearts filled with love.

Curiosity sprinkled from head to toe so much to learn so much to know.

Sweet, sweet innocence and sleepy eyes, more love for them than stars in the skies. He closes

his eyes and what dreams has he-to explore within who he will grow up to be.

The alarm clock sounds, they are rushed from their beds, Moms have to go to work, the babies

must be fed. Some fathers, yet not husbands, separated by more than miles. Thoughts of you

crosses their little minds, they haven’t seen you in a while.

The world refuses to protect them, yet they don’t understand. That their lives will be taken

by the gun in his hand. That their dreams will be shattered at the horrifying sound, that will

haunt the survivors forever, won’t you lay your guns down?

As he sat in the church, held his head down to pray, a bullet from a gun, he won’t see New Years Day. As she sat in her home just reading a book, she was killed instantly by one bullet, that’s all it took.

He was on his way home with skittles in his hands, sad thing is he never made it, he was shot by a man. On the side of his car at the convenience store. He was listening to his music that he won’t hear anymore. Just having fun with his friends, just being a child, but a man with a gun took away his smile.

Stepping high with her bright smile on inauguration day, but a bullet from a gun took this beautiful, honor student away. And the irony of it all, through my grief and disbelief, I heard in her earlier years she crusaded for peace. Won’t you lay your guns down?

Too much death and devastation, too much sorrow and grief, won’t you lay your guns down, so this sorrow can cease. Be a part of the world that loves our children so, that you will fight to protect them, instead of not letting your guns go. Won’t you lay your guns down, so this violence will cease. Protect our innocent children, let them live, grant them peace.

Too much death and devastation, too much sorrow and grief, won’t you lay your guns down, so

this sorrow can cease. Be a part of the world that loves our children so, that you will fight to

protect them, instead of not letting your guns go. Won’t you lay your guns down, so this

violence will cease. Protect our innocent children, so they can live, instead of “rest in peace.”

It’s too much to see, It’s too much to bare! I’m starting to wonder, do we really care?

I don’t want to hear it, I don’t understand, that you value your guns over the life of a human.

There is no justification, is your freedom so jeopardized, that your love for the Second

Amendment, is more valuable than lives?

There’s an evil spirit lurking from the bullets of a gun, doesn’t matter how many it holds, it only

takes one. To kill young innocent children, sisters, mothers, fathers and brothers too. Though

you say your gun is for protection, then what’s left for God to do?

Frances Patterson Harper “Ann”