Taking the Lives of Innocents

Taking the Life of Innocents A cold, Wisconsin dawn.... The children, burrowed under thick blankets and yawned. Mother reminded them it was time for Sunday Mass! “Bring your best rosaries, made of rainbowed, crystal glass! Obedient children, they dressed with finesse and class. “For after Mass this very noon,we are going to the Kenosha Christmas parade, with festive balloons, very soon!” Michelle, your friend, with her dance class will be in it. Mom continued,” she has been baton twirling for many weeks, getting out all the kinks.” Later, we all piled into Mom’s wonderful van! Off to-the Parade was our fun plan. Jack, my brother and I, sat behind the barricades. Our best front row seats, to see the hometown Kenosha Christmas Parade. I sat there dreaming, planning to be in it next year. When suddenly bullets flew round about me, and so I hunched my shoulders in fear. Brother Jack on the sidewalk lay. His face not pink, but the color of clay.. Bodies, children of God, run over or struck, by an SUV? Any age got to be injured, or were sent to the Lord. As other cried, screamed and prayed this fateful day. This horror ...when one man took many lives. This is neither humane,nor is it the American way. My parents were sobbing uncontrollably. I asked Jesus, to not take Jack ....but me. I knew the famous Green BayPacker, he one day Had hoped to be. ************ A poem based on a real attack.... in Kenosha, Wisconsin. Nov 21, 2021 www.newsone.com www.Kenoshanews.com