I have sure thought a lot about the horrible school shooting in Connecticut. My heart goes out to the victims, the families, law enforcement, medical personel and everyone involved. Some of you know i write a little cowboy poetry and i had a few minutes yesterday to put some thoughts on paper. I would like to share with you my poem i call "Senseless". Please join with our family in keeping those folks in your thoughts and prayers.
It’s a miserable, bleak, cold, desert day
And my soul is
worn and shredded.
The world has gone plumb crazy lately,
afraid of where we’re headed.
Evil has always been around,
new to have tragedy strike.
But when 20 kids are shot to death,
kinda wonder what happened to right?
My mind can’t wrap itself around
What could make a person do that?
And why those kids had to suffer,
While, I am safe, here where I’m at.
I wish’d I could’a been there,
done something to stop the death.
Anything, to just try to
save those kids,
They can even have my breath.
But I’m out here on
And my eyes are red and wet.
My heart, it aches, my head,
And I don’t want’a feel better yet!
Cause I’m mad as hell
that it happened
And fed-up with the reasons I hear,
I don’t care
about guns, I care about kids
Growing up without worry or fear.
kid shouldn’t feel anything but safe,
In their school or in their home.
But today, a parent buries their child
Because their killer was
distant and alone?
I don’t know what all the answers are,
But I hope
God will show us the way.
As we try to heal from the horror,
happened just the other day.
I pray he will comfort the families.
And bless the lives that are lost.
And help us all to love more and
Protect kids, regardless the cost.
Evil will only triumph,
if good people
Let it exist.
Somehow we have to destroy it
we can’t use a sword or
We have to get God back in our
We can’t do it any other way.
Alone, we will only keep
But with Him we can save the day.
Connecticut is a ways from
this desk where I write,
But I sure feel close right now.
thoughts and prayers are back east
And I hope that they help, somehow.