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the bridge between too many distances

is as narrow as it is long

THERE

it remains thus

so to sway

almost ominously sometimes

in fact

within the unchartered yet shadowed waiting

marginal are its supports

even when among such sunny fields of far too

common surrounding greenery of one's cherished

youth

such as

dating

dances

your first real kiss

going steady

skipping class

that first car

Graduation

and of course THE PROM!

we've all been THERE

life can be a teenager's nightmare

ah, but it has its moments too

a tricked calm catches the narrative's eye

the outward appearance of perfection

can quite often seem to be just that

far too perfect

a portrait should be commissioned

of just such moment's scene

children running out

with terror dogging their every step

while S.W.A.T. teams swarm in

looking to capture or kill

the deadly sporadic invaders

all

a careful representation

of the admittance of light into the reign

of darkness' gaping realm

why, druid witches likely brewed up

complex spells of their own

once

so to create just the opposite effect

their hushed chants and eerie potions

could only further enhance such dream like

state

as horror is naught but fear manifesting itself

in brutally foul circumspect

morality itself very own cachet of self made

narcotics

angry, violent youths with

a twisted murderous agenda to pursue

what could be worse

the unexpected

for the wanna-be-killer holds such charm

its the modern day antagonists' favored bid

of bids it seems

or rather

its now

lets make chaotic hell and not just simple

war

festering ill-intent tries but never can quite

fully desecrate the goodness and love as a whole

that permeates the human spirit

wounded hurts pride

in the end

seemed to be the culprit

such a sad ending to what could have been

curtail able events

this to date leading the latest in a growing

society of self volunteered killings

and at such a high turnover rate

who could have thought that the classroom would

become a killing field

a T.V. movie of the week

already in the making no doubt

this has almost become a mockery of

'Horror-How-To'

thats being rewritten nearly every day

teenage violence and suicide reads as modern

day redundancy squared verbatim almost

in our nation's constant daily flood of news

reports

the bogey man has become

a disturbed kid without an apparent conscience

who has some over blown juvenile score to settle

with his peers

Hawn said it best 'Its A sick World'

so how can we even begin to believe again

that one day our kids will be safe

and yet

in the tragedy of this specified moment

obviously so very thankful are we now that

the absolute worst in Colorado didn't come

to its full pass

after all

the scholastic Apocalypse was sagely thwarted

how shocking can be the aftermath of such

senseless carnage

though fifteen dead is not exactly any sort of

success to brag about

remember there are parents left still today

whose children were only recently senselessly

murdered in of all places the safety of their

public school

yet the grimly painted out come detailed by the

police in their meticulous investigation

would have been by the far much, much worse

the only comfort in all this

is that God must be much more kind than we

ever believed he was before

and in the same vein of mention

still those boys bent on mass manic chaos and

destruction now have to face for themselves

an even much higher court to answer for their

deeds

the innocent as we know

are taken away to be met by the rewards of

Heaven

yet the heartlessly cold and hate filled,

premeditated

likely do not garner such luxury

if our ministers and priests in each their

chosen place are correctly preaching their

scriptures to us

still, in the murky mire of such overwhelming

out pour of unified misery

one truly shaken soul feels she at least must

ask

would it further hurt or offend the victim's

families (victims by circumstance themselves)

if we as a spiritual collective

prayed for the mercy of those two lost boy's

souls

after all

in the end

isn't that just what they were

murderers you first will say yes

that must be a given

as their actions can not lie

but all the same

Lost

just as well

Merciful God who art in Heaven above

I ask that you guide us each out of the

darkness of our errant sins

and give rest to these weary souls

every last one

upon the great depth and power of yours

alone

loving peace

and speak to our lowly human hearts

so that we too will at least try to do

the same

love one another and forgive each of his

hurtful trespasses

amen......................

(May 1, 1999)