Brevelation Poem by Barry A. Lanier

The revelation of desperation,
Kindred spirit so misunderstood.
Where did the elders go in these times,
Would they have helped if they could?

Fighting and dying at the hands of fate,
A fatherless child born, not one moment to late.
Watch all the smiles and the tears as they turn to dust,
Feel the new turn to old, and burdened with rust.

Desperate people do many desperate things,
Why such we wonder what misery brings.
The shootings at schools, lives erased in a blink,
A society educated in full, forgot full to think.