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Written after the massacre at Sandy Hook.

Blood can be bleached From the weeping floors. Broken glass replaced In the gaping doors. But today in a school Where children played Innocence was lost - Mourning came to stay! At a school near a wood Wails for children dead, For teachers gunned down In a hail of lead. When will we learn? And what will it take? How many need die Before we awake To the fact that guns Are for killing?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 8/7/2021 7:44:00 PM
Barbara, sadly, I have almost come to believe we will never learn. I drove by Sandy Hook and the school has been completely demolished, obliterated, just like those poor children's lives. The place was a reminder....just too much for the community to bear. I understand. What I don't understand is a culture that cannot accept the fact that "guns are for killing!"
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Barbara Peckham
Date: 8/8/2021 10:31:00 AM
I know. Do you live near there? I was brought up in Connecticut and Massachusetts. Only moved to Nebraska three years ago.

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