The Precious of Uvalde
Editor’s Note: Overseas Lay Missioner Mari Snyder laments and reflects on the mass shooting crisis in the U.S. through the lens of the tragedy in Uvalde.
The Precious of Uvalde
By Mari Snyder
In the fresh spring of their lives
They could sniff summer wafting
Through louvered windows.
One … twice their age … snapped
The green blades of grass growing
Under the Lone Star sun.
Shots. Silence. Screams. Sobs.
Nineteen. Ni-ni-ni-ni-nineteen.
Hear the ‘Nam song anew?
Two teachers enlist
on this sudden battlefield,
frantic Purple Hearts.
Murdered martyred mothers.
Is this what has become of
the Land of the Free?
The Home of the Brave?
The Elected stain him evil,
their “out, damned spot” hands shoved
Into their pockets…
Shoulder-to-shoulder,
with hollow voices, they drone
rehearsed, indignant.
Greed and power star
on a school auditorium stage.
What’d you learn in school today?
“Women and children first”
Onto lifeboats, but no, not
on U.S. gun-lovin’ soil.
America,
America …
May God shed His grace on thee,
and compel us to crown thy good with true brotherhood
in this long-overdue “Do Something!” moment.
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