Sadness In Connecticut Poem by Randy McClave

Sadness is gripping me and our land
We shake our heads as we still don't understand,
How any person could violently take children's lives
Now dead are the dreamers, and mentors and wives,
We shake our fists and we all shed a tear
From all the sadness and horror from the man made fear,
As innocent lives were violently and deliberately torn away
Not one had a chance to say goodbye, or even to pray,
Gone forever are the children's smiling faces
Along with birthdays, and weddings, and tying shoe laces,
Now we will never forget, we must always remember
That sad and pathetic day in early December,
When evil came to take the life of a child
And the teachers that were protecting them from the wild,
Now they all are in GOD'S protective embrace
Showered with his love and his blessings, and his grace,
We will always remember that sad December morning
When evil and hate showed up, without cause or warning,
Then the lives of the innocent were taken away from them
Through evil and horror, and screams and mayhem,
Now there is pain and suffering and the ultimate regret
As we must all someday forgive, but we will never forget,
When evil and sin showed up and GOD'S gifts were betrayed
We must always remember that sad December day.

Randy L. McClave