Oh what our youth must feel, terror, torment, images so real

Inundated in their time, scenes so violent for their young mind

No matter their race, color or religion will we ever be forgiven

Their world today a horrible display of life being blown away

The tragedy they see each day on t.v. though innocent they be

Reflections of the wrong kind, isn’t this the worst possible crime

Their hopes, dreams ripped wide open with shattering scenes

A future they cannot see to know and feel, what’s ahead for me

Power, money and greed seem to be the creed for those who lead

Don’t they know our youth is smart to realize it’s in their heart

Be led with love not misguided minds tearing their world apart

Extreme, no matter what flag they wave, will only be our grave

To each of you please pray in your own way for our young to see

What we do in actions, not words, can never be known as “Heresy”