Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Monday, December 24, 2012


My hand shakes nervously
because for every word that hits a line
I hear silent cries
cries of angels who died without suffering
they lost a full life in a short time
a crime that was committed
because one illness, would eventually cause 28 deaths

Why the innocent?
If life was not your road
why must your pain be others
how was innocence your unattended target
you died with self infliction,
but did not complete your set out mission
Did you think your suffering
would open heaven doors?

My hands are still shaking
and I find it difficult to run my ink over stain papers
I can barely read what I wrote
with eyes blurred in swells of tears
you created my worst fears
to wonder if my sons school
or any other schools
are out of the clear
who will be the next to step up
and decide they can play God.

I can't even say a prayer at night
without hearing their voices that never made a sound
seeing vision of their smiles
is all we will remembered that day
and seeing his misguidance
and misunderstanding
join together through weapons he shouldn't known
pointing to take away
instead of pointing to find a way......

My ink growing faint
hands perspire not because of sweat
but because the pens shell is shedding tears
I started writing black until blue step in
than flat lined to a seeping red
I can't believe they are gone
delegated angels to the earth are gone
Angels are now angles moving on
I slowly drop my pen
my head falls slow with my tears
and all we can do is mourn


By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected

1 comment:

  1. Please push this piece,....every parent with a kid on the street needs to hear this