A Mother's Lament (About Newtown School Shooting) Poem by Vikas Sharma

A Mother's Lament (About Newtown School Shooting)

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O! How evil must my womb be,
In which I bore thee.
What poison ran from my breast,
On which you fed like a pest
I raised you all wrong
All evil and headstrong
Good that you shot me dead
For a son like you, this mother bred
Why another twenty-six you kill
Sending out waves of horror and chill
Of these twenty were flowers yet to bloom …
If only I had nipped the evil and saved the doom…
Twenty and more mothers cry tonight
Many more hug their babies in fright
For people all over the world, let it be understood
My son not only killed his mother, but motherhood

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
NEWTOWN, Conn.-A shooting rampage in this small Connecticut town on Friday morning left 28 people dead, including 20 children killed inside their elementary school, authorities said. The dead included the suspected gunman, whom law enforcement sources identified as Adam Lanza,20. Police said that Lanza first apparently killed his mother, Nancy Lanza, at the home they shared in Newtown. Then he drove in her car to Sandy Hook Elementary, the school at which Nancy Lanza taught kindergarten.At the school, authorities said, Adam Lanza shot and killed six adults — including the school's principal — and 20 children.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Mclansky 18 December 2012

Something twisted in the gyre, A soccer hit loosed a wire Something shorted in his brain, A spark distorted: he was insane; And no amount of mother love, No symbols such as cooing doves, Could have stopped him on that fatal journey That put those children on a gurney.

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 15 December 2012

what is wrong with the guy? No one can answer as every American has to self study and correct! so sad! This poem has the Indian flavor of motherhood!

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