Prayer for Newtown II

Lord, we can­not
lift up our hearts
to­day. The hot
breath of chaos draws
tears from our eyes.
We crouch in silent 
play­grounds trem­bling
as lit­tle ghosts
tum­ble by in wakes
of leaves. We stare
hol­low-eyed as we
enu­mer­ate the paths
of could have
lead to any­where
but here. We press
against the door,
hide in the closet,
call to you,
but evil seeks us
out and we can­not
lift up our hearts
be­cause we are
plac­ing them in a score of tiny
shrouds 
at
your feet. 

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