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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Mr. President: Please! Hear the cries of the little children. Please! See the tears of unfathomable terror streaming down the small faces. Please! See the small eyes widened by a fear no child should ever know hiding under the desks and in the bathrooms of the one place, they should always feel safe. Please! Feel the rapid beat of tiny hearts stricken by a level of terror and abject fear that would rock the very core of a seasoned combat veteran. Please! See the distraught terrorized faces of the teachers desperately trying, under a hail of gunfire, to preserve their lives and all the small souls entrusted to them. Please! See the stunned faces of the first responders and feel the sickening gut wrenching feeling they felt when they first walked in on this brutally violent scene. Please! Feel the heart wrenching horror of a parent or grandparent getting this news and not knowing whether the child they sent off to school is ever coming home again. Please! Feel the inconsolable grief and unfettered anger when they find out that their little Johnny or Sara are not among the children who survived this unspeakable act of violence. Please! Stop and consider the little people that will never again feel the warmth of the sun on their face, feel the loving kiss or the secure embrace of a loved one's arms, feel the pride of learning something the first time, or feel the surprise of seeing something the very first time. Please! Stop and consider a child never playing their first league sports game, never going to their first dance or prom, or never experiencing their first date or kiss from a special someone. Please! Hear the screams of innocence slaughtered these attacks on the soul of America must cease. Thank You Kim Morrison aka Mr. Kim or Mr. "K" Bus Driver. This is a piece of prose I wrote right after the school shooting in Connecticut that I turned into a letter and sent off to the President. I never did receive any response back from him or his office.
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