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Where Is The Heart

by: Guildford Windley

Where is the Heart
Where is the heart when there is so much pain?
Where is the heart when the tears flow like rain?
Where is the heart when there are no words that can be spoken?
Where is the heart when the brain is so numb?
My soul is torn; my heart has been ripped out it’s broken
No sense to these actions; no peace to this violence
No changes, for we might offend our masters
Yet we go about our day, until the next field of killing
No lessons to be learned; we care, for the moment
We bury the dead and care for the wounded
We all say how terrible, we offer our thoughts and prayers then close our eyes and ears to the problem
Some will say it’s too bad that a good guy with a gun was not there to save the day, but those who talk about this, forget the good guys with guns who got shot too
Let’s not forget before the shooter open fire, those same folks would have said he was a good guy with a gun
No, we won’t learn from this slaughter, just like all the other will cry for a time then go about our business
Change won’t come as long as the dead are not those who control this land!
Guildford H Windley
November 8, 2018

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