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Father, Can You Hear Me...
In memory of mass shootings that has gripped our society
As a new day approach
The sun no longer provides warm to a storm that has set in
Tears falling heavily as the subconscious of reality will soon begin
A presence from birth, now gone too soon
I give you the stars I gave you the moon
There are tears in silent remembrance today
Words of comfort I give to you, when I do not know the right words to say
On my knees as I pray
Daily grief not to hinder your way
Keep your faith never to betray
I couldn’t hold your hand as you took your last breath
As you stood on the throne of life and death
Such cruel and untimely fate as you’ve met
Hurt, disbelief, wrapped in a blanket of anger
From the senseless mentality of a complete stranger
This poem is so unfair to write
Retaining my own tears, for such a sickening grotesque sight
While seeing through the eyes of any parent’s pain, their silent mental fight
Holding onto a smiling picture frame, not wanting to let go with all their might
I feel your heartache, my God it hurts, it makes me so ill
Destiny knocked at your door with a plan to kill
Slaughter of the innocent at the expense of someone else’s deranged free will
No more laughter, no debating, no kisses or great day wishes
No one to pat on the back when adolescent years have challenged their existence
You can do this, a parent’s voice once echoed in loving persistence
As visions of deferred hopes, crushed yesterdays, with no more promises of a future tomorrow
At this moment in time, I could never measure the depth of your sorrow
Spaces once occupied mementos now standing still
Is this all done under God’s earthly will
I don’t understand this, so vital, yet so young
At this time no need to hold my tongue
Therefore, it’s time to put down those guns
NRA we have to do better with our liberal gun laws
Caskets, funerals, obituaries, from such a demoralizing cause
Tell your excuses to parents who’ve outlived their future generation, tears rolling down cheeks without a pause
Just remember in your PR speech, a precious soul has been taken in the blink of an eye
Life we live and death we must die
But not at the hands of evilness, who never had that right to decide
I cannot hold memories, it cannot talk
I was the one who held my child’s hand as they learned to walk
I was the one who wiped their flowing tears
Now some deranged person, who never cherished his own life, brought me to this, here
Someone hold me now, in the midst of far away tears
An untimely death, anyone’s worst fears
I’ve held hands as life has slipped away
Not for such young genders whose still at play
Prom and School Dances
Puppy love romances
Given so many parental second chances
The candle has, as known by a parent’s name, has blown out in the wind
I give you my shoulder, my ear I lend
Silence greets homes, heard now so very loud
Beautiful young souls have now floated beyond the clouds
To God’s arms life has returned
Leaving an empty space and an unspoken presence to yearn
Sarah McLachlan - In the arms of an Angel
Controversial Music Video 21st June 2019
WINNER
SweetKittyCat5
1st Edition (Published 24th Feb 2019- Silence)
As a new day approach
The sun no longer provides warm to a storm that has set in
Tears falling heavily as the subconscious of reality will soon begin
A presence from birth, now gone too soon
I give you the stars I gave you the moon
There are tears in silent remembrance today
Words of comfort I give to you, when I do not know the right words to say
On my knees as I pray
Daily grief not to hinder your way
Keep your faith never to betray
I couldn’t hold your hand as you took your last breath
As you stood on the throne of life and death
Such cruel and untimely fate as you’ve met
Hurt, disbelief, wrapped in a blanket of anger
From the senseless mentality of a complete stranger
This poem is so unfair to write
Retaining my own tears, for such a sickening grotesque sight
While seeing through the eyes of any parent’s pain, their silent mental fight
Holding onto a smiling picture frame, not wanting to let go with all their might
I feel your heartache, my God it hurts, it makes me so ill
Destiny knocked at your door with a plan to kill
Slaughter of the innocent at the expense of someone else’s deranged free will
No more laughter, no debating, no kisses or great day wishes
No one to pat on the back when adolescent years have challenged their existence
You can do this, a parent’s voice once echoed in loving persistence
As visions of deferred hopes, crushed yesterdays, with no more promises of a future tomorrow
At this moment in time, I could never measure the depth of your sorrow
Spaces once occupied mementos now standing still
Is this all done under God’s earthly will
I don’t understand this, so vital, yet so young
At this time no need to hold my tongue
Therefore, it’s time to put down those guns
NRA we have to do better with our liberal gun laws
Caskets, funerals, obituaries, from such a demoralizing cause
Tell your excuses to parents who’ve outlived their future generation, tears rolling down cheeks without a pause
Just remember in your PR speech, a precious soul has been taken in the blink of an eye
Life we live and death we must die
But not at the hands of evilness, who never had that right to decide
I cannot hold memories, it cannot talk
I was the one who held my child’s hand as they learned to walk
I was the one who wiped their flowing tears
Now some deranged person, who never cherished his own life, brought me to this, here
Someone hold me now, in the midst of far away tears
An untimely death, anyone’s worst fears
I’ve held hands as life has slipped away
Not for such young genders whose still at play
Prom and School Dances
Puppy love romances
Given so many parental second chances
The candle has, as known by a parent’s name, has blown out in the wind
I give you my shoulder, my ear I lend
Silence greets homes, heard now so very loud
Beautiful young souls have now floated beyond the clouds
To God’s arms life has returned
Leaving an empty space and an unspoken presence to yearn
Sarah McLachlan - In the arms of an Angel
Controversial Music Video 21st June 2019
WINNER
SweetKittyCat5
1st Edition (Published 24th Feb 2019- Silence)
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