The Quiet Ones
The most innocent of innocents,
his target for the day.
Their only defense, falling
on their little knees to pray.
Their loving folks had kept them
isolated from the world,
without a thought such horror
would ever be unfurled
before these children, raised with love
and pledged to serve the Lord.
Their lives unto this moment lived
in peace and sweet accord.
The demons deep within became
unleashed in him that day.
These darlings of the Quiet Ones,
chosen the price to pay.
Perhaps God had a reason that
he didn't stay the hand
that brought such grief and sorrow,
so the world would understand
the example set before it by
these gentle, kindly ones.
That they could forgive so quickly
is a fact that truly stuns.
It may be He wants the world to know
that some have found the way
to follow Christ's example in
this chaotic, sinful day.
Posted for Kindheartedness Contest won hm
I wrote this in 2006, after the little Quaker children were murdered by a neighbor. The
parents of the children actually found it in their hearts to reach out to the murderer's family,
knowing they were also suffering. I was so impressed by their kindness that I wrote this
poem.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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