Uvalde strong

Speechless , beyond words even.

Nauseating pain deep with in.

Help me understand , I want to understand!!

I wrote every name down, praying for every lost soul individually while tears began to drown my sorrow with ever consuming disbelief.

We memorialize these tragic moments so that every year we can go back and mourn the lost once again.

While evil gets to run rampant in the same streets as  we do.

Call it mentally aggressive. Or even obsessive.  People dying by the dozens . And we still haven’t learned our lesson.

Babies dying , teachers putting them selves in harms way to save the lives of their students because God knows , they love them just as much as we do.

Politicians , bask in glory to be in the lime light. Spitting false lies of condolence. While they war with each other over who will win the fight.

When will it stop? Or do we have to ask until every child is traumatized with flash backs of bullets and blood. Nightmares at night as if , the tragic scene wasn’t enough.

We send shout outs and flowers , we attend vigils for hours. We cry until the tears run dry.  As our hearts are devoured.

We can’t stay silent. We can’t begin to get so deep in our own lives that we forget the names of the lost. 

They deserved better. I can’t even fathom the terror in their minds. The look in the eyes of the monster that was so full of hatred , the I’ll mind if an adolescent teen .

God be with us. As our world  is beside itself.

As devastating as it is. This society we live in will never fully lament the lost like they should. 

We must speak the names of the lost , instead we polarize the tragedy , media outlets hunger for calamity. 

I don’t know about you but I’m tired of this chaos.  I’m tired of seeing broken families.

We gotta be loud if they want to hear us.

It’s too late to fix the last but the future isn’t ruined yet.

We just have to stand for what we believe.

We must speak for the lost. Their legacies haven’t vanished. With every Angel the heavens gain. The lord builds his army.

With sorrow we mourn. But with joy we praise. Because the devil  is a lie. And the truth  remains the same .

Speechless , beyond words even.

Nauseating pain deep with in.

Help me understand , I want to understand!!

I wrote every name down, praying for every lost soul individually while tears began to drown my sorrow with ever consuming disbelief.

We memorialize these tragic moments so that every year we can go back and mourn the lost once again.

While evil gets to run rampant in the same streets as  we do.

Call it mentally aggressive. Or even obsessive.  People dying by the dozens . And we still haven’t learned our lesson.

Babies dying , teachers putting them selves in harms way to save the lives of their students because God knows , they love them just as much as we do.

Politicians , bask in glory to be in the lime light. Spitting false lies of condolence. While they war with each other over who will win the fight.

When will it stop? Or do we have to ask until every child is traumatized with flash backs of bullets and blood. Nightmares at night as if , the tragic scene wasn’t enough.

We send shout outs and flowers , we attend vigils for hours. We cry until the tears run dry.  As our hearts are devoured.

We can’t stay silent. We can’t begin to get so deep in our own lives that we forget the names of the lost. 

They deserved better. I can’t even fathom the terror in their minds. The look in the eyes of the monster that was so full of hatred , the I’ll mind if an adolescent teen .

God be with us. As our world  is beside itself.

As devastating as it is. This society we live in will never fully lament the lost like they should. 

We must speak the names of the lost , instead we polarize the tragedy , media outlets hunger for calamity. 

I don’t know about you but I’m tired of this chaos.  I’m tired of seeing broken families.

We gotta be loud if they want to hear us.

It’s too late to fix the last but the future isn’t ruined yet.

We just have to stand for what we believe.

We must speak for the lost. Their legacies haven’t vanished. With every Angel the heavens gain. The lord builds his army.

With sorrow we mourn. But with joy we praise. Because the devil  is a lie. And the truth  remains the same .