Parkland – From the Archives – Poem #121

It’s getting so routine
the murder of innocents
crying teens and mountains of flowers
quickly forgotten in mere hours.

Yet fear not, ye who weep alone
for those mighty in the Senate
will offer lamentation to the Gods,
tweeting thoughts and prayers

as once we little boys prayed the Virgin
for conversion of the commie godless,
entreaties rising to heaven
like little red balloons.
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About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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1 Response to Parkland – From the Archives – Poem #121

  1. beetleypete says:

    Mass shootings are not just a tragedy, but also the undying shame of the refusal of Americans to give up their beloved guns. Future historians will believe the USA suffered from some form of mass insanity. A country with more guns than people is truly on the brink of madness, in my opinion.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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