There is nothing we can ever say,
That can ever change that horrible day.
When such precious lives were taken away,
By the mad man’s war gun spray.
Innocents in a safe place to learn and play,
Now in memorial pictures on display.
And the teachers not thinking of unions or pay,
Giving up their lives to get in the shooter’s way.
There are no words to secure or for fear to allay,
There is only getting by now from each day to each day.
So many will seek a healing message to portray,
What we need for all our children is to love, live and pray.