For the Teachers of Newtown, Conn
Though knowledge must be got with smile,
Today for that which I may you to forgive me,
It has brought across your faces such expression of death,
This unholy crime of being innocent, which you try to safe
Those lovely lives during a fraction of seconds have gone.
I therefore now do I praise you,
Sweet teachers, stay: What are you and should be!
Make more of you and rise to the kingdom of knowledge
Or where your valor is done who dares to question it and sit above
Or where I supply into your heart
A little more of weep to seal from the ones
Who already have gone.