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Parkland
It started out like any other,
Sun warming children’s faces
As they walked into their day
A day of hearts & chocolates
and BIG teddy bears
Celebrating love like
teenagers do
Or not?
Mid-day turns as sun becomes its brightest
Kids sighing relief as their ‘work’ day inches towards its end
Hump day, Wednesday, week almost over
One day closer to their future,
Or not?
Bells ringing,
Shots ringing,
Cell phones ringing,
Or not?
The heaviness of it all,
Impossible to carry,
The world weeps with victims
As dirt becomes soaked with tears and blood.
Blood of our most innocent
Blood of lives not yet lived
Tears of those that must live on.
Tomorrow is another day,
Or not.
Copyright ©
Heidi Shipka
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