Compassion
When I saw my child that day
my spirit was broken down
My heart and thoughts could not stray
from those parents in Newtown
How will they ever still live
after their lives were shattered
My life, for them, I would give
to save theirs being tattered
Such innocent lives taken
so early before their time
Twenty-six families shaken
by a sick and senseless crime
I can't imagine their pain
vanquish it all if I could
If only to make it wane
show them the world does have good
I can offer only verse
my prayers and of course my heart
Simple things that may not nurse
all I can do as a start
As I pen these words, I tear
and hope for many kind acts
To help them quell every fear
know some have what the world lacks:
Compassion
Copyright © Keith Osborne | Year Posted 2016
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