To Uvalde, Texas

To Uvalde, Texas

A Poem by Adam M. Snow
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I cannot shed a single tear, for I've given them to those children, my dear. Those nineteen angels now in heaven, left broken dreams before they're eleven.

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I cannot Shed a Single Tear
Written by Adam M. Snow

I cannot shed a single tear, 
for I've given them to those children, my dear.
Those nineteen angels now in heaven, 
left broken dreams before they're eleven.
Terror took them from their family, 
robbed them of their future and dignity. 

It's hard to believe this is reality, 
the forceful storm of insanity;
to lose nineteen precious souls, 
to be buried in six feet holes.
No parents should ever bury their child, 
instead watch them grow and be beguiled.

But that day, oh darkened day, 
that fell upon our hearts dismay.
How could such tragedy exist
with such a forbidden twist? 

A day that started with children's laughter. 
A day with friends, a moment sought-after. 
But how, in the blink of an eye
they're gone, without a simple goodbye?

A goodbye for mommy.
A goodbye for daddy.
A goodbye for brother.
And a goodbye for sister.

They don't deserve such a tragic end.
They should be alive today with their friends.
Playing, laughing, having the time of their lives,
not being victims of such ungodly strife.

As a father, I can't imagine losing my own;
the overwhelming pain of being forcefully alone. 
I pray to God that day don't ever come, 
'cause I'd go insane from being uncontrollably numb.

  My heart goes out to those families over there. 
I leave them in my thoughts and my prayer.
Praying to God to comfort them, 
to pour out His love and cover them.

I pray protection for our children, 
that they'll be safe again and again. 
Because no children should ever bear witness, 
to an onslaught of their friends in such distress.

To the nineteen little angels taken away, 
Rest now, be at peace, you're no longer dismayed.
Let your sweet laughter embrace the Savior,
because that's where you are now with Him, forever.

© 2022 Adam M. Snow


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I agree my friends.
"I pray protection for our children,
that they'll be safe again and again.
Because no children should ever bear witness,
to an onslaught of their friends in such distress."
I have five grandchildren. I send to off to school daily. What do the children think? Powerful and worthwhile words shared. I pray in the next election. We can change our leaders. Thank you Adam for sharing the powerful words.
Coyote


Posted 2 Months Ago


Lives of children taken by a child. An eighteen year old is still a child, barely out of grade school. Those teenage hormones and angst, those raging uncontrollable desires and feelings of oppression sometimes explode in insanity. The killer obtained the guns and ammunition legally and nobody batted an eye. He had no criminal record. But the warning signs were all there. It's just the fact that nobody took the time to notice them until after the massacre. I doubt the young boy will survive long in prison. And he won't be allowed an escape from his murders and cowardice there.

Posted 3 Months Ago


This is beautifully written. We need to hear these words to help process our own pain. Everyday I wake and remember as if those children were my own. I can’t even begin to fathom what the real parents are going through. Thank you for sharing this powerful poem. The ending is very comforting. We must believe they are in a better place.

Posted 4 Months Ago


What a touching poem. We just never know what's going to happen in this world. Innocent children are not even safe at school. Something has to be done! I can't imagine what the families are going through. So sad! Thank you for sharing this poem!

Posted 4 Months Ago



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Adam M. Snow
Adam M. Snow

Phoenix , AZ



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