Thoughts and Prayers
While loved ones bury their dead,
who were peppered with lead,
souls lacking a heart, offer
a thought and a prayer
over and over again,
like a poetic refrain.
Why do people at the top
don’t do a thing to stop
the propagation of guns
that deprive our young sons,
as well as our daughters
of their youthful laughter?
My thought and my prayer is,
God will end all of this
and ev’ry other evil,
delighting the devil.
Then all violence will cease,
and man will dwell in peace.
Copyright © Al Beech | Year Posted 2023
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