For A Day At Kent State

1970




There you were...
Caught between them...
Silver singers in the sun...
When lightning struck...
No arms could reach them...
No hand could undo what was done.

Born, a new child...
Struck among them...
Born to mourn their foreign passing.

What strange fate turned away your mind, then?
What strange fate turned back it not?
What cold force reached down to blind you?
To guide the shaking black onslaught?

Those minds among them never tasted
No, never contemplated death.
You must bear that burden for them
You must put that child to rest.




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