Empty Rooms Poem by Efren Petalver Carranza

Empty Rooms

Rating: 4.0


Sweet sweat smell hovers
Scattered toys on the floor
In their empty rooms

Echoes of voices
And roomful of memories
From their empty bed

Cries of these children
That the world could imagine
Helpless as they were

Gunned down by this man
Not knowing what he's doing
Till he killed himself

Many have questions
The evil act that causes
All of these sorrow

As we pray to God
The children who lost their lives
Now angels that guide

These parents mourning
To be strong and forgiving
In this muddled world

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Though it takes time to heal … Oh! God may these children who lost their lives be the angels to guide their parents to be strong as they walk into their empty rooms filled with memories they left behind: their sweetness, their voices, their cries, their smell, their artworks, their favorite toys, shoes, and clothes that linger around them; and may these angels help their parents accept that the world is muddled by demonic act; yet there is still God around them to reinstate their faith and remain forgiving. Amen.
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