Claire Davis Poem by Percy Dovetonsils

What happened to her
was more than what she was,
yet what she was...
brave, beloved by friends and parents,
on her way to becoming
a priceless woman,
mother, wife, professional, citizen,
was plenty.
Would have been
plenty.
When we lost Claire
we lost whole worlds,
present and future.

She lived in a state, a city,
where thundersticks
are sold
everywhere, no questions asked,
to the mad,
massacres
in high schools, theaters, churches,
are as regular
as the seasons,
and many Coloradans
value
their Bushmasters
over the lives
of their children.

If the slaughters in Aurora,
in Columbine,
in Arvada,
in Colorado Springs,
weren't enough
to restore
sanity
to Colorado,

then what
will the martyrdom
of our beloved
Claire
accomplish?