
From classroom to casket
an American journey
come in on a bus, leave on gurney
As children lay dead in Uvalde Texas
it’s hard to ignore the obvious nexus
with unfettered access to weapons of war
the number of dead will continue to soar
We live in a land
of pierced hearts and sorrow
no shooting today?
we’ll wait for tomorrow
in a fog of futility
explicably numb
we reach for our heartstrings
but there’s nothing to strum