Watch the wall my darlings

Watch the wall my darlings as the gunman passes by, hush now everyone he will double back and kill us if he hears you cry.

No I don’t think he cares that guns are not allowed and I know he will not stop to think before firing into a crowd.

Try not to whimper as he will hear that too he has shot your little friends for less and he will do the same to you.

Here, cuddled up to me my darlings lets all play sleeping lions please keep calm or we will become more statistics in this crime.  Yes those are your friends my darlings  but we cannot help them now. You are in my care here and to keep you safe I vow .

Who is he is my darlings I have no idea,  but we need not think of him, he is of no consequence my dear. What is important is that you stay here with me and make no noise for him to hear.

Oh! yes. Watch the wall my darlings as the gunman passes by, hush now everyone, he will double back and kill us if he hears you cry.

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In light of the shooting in Newton America I wrote the above poem. I wrote it out of respect for the teachers and children that were murdered and all the relatives left behind to wonder why.

The photo is nothing to do with the victims, it just seemed apt.

The media should not give the murder any air time he should should not be named . This only encourages the next mad man or woman to out do him. Gun laws need to be stricter and no one needs a gun in their home. Mental health needs to have more funds pumped into it so these people can be found and treated before they cause such grief.

Lets us not forget the first victim his mother.

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light. My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.

16 thoughts on “Watch the wall my darlings”

  1. What a powerfully written poem. You honor them with your words. I can’t even begin to imagine what that awful day must have been like to live through and I’m haunted by the image of those children and their parents and the thought that there will be so many Christmas presents that won’t ever be opened on Christmas day. I agree with you…. tighter gun laws…. or better still…. no civilian guns at all.

    1. I, like you feel so deeply for the survivors who have a heavy burden of grief to carry. How do you tell a 6yr old that their friends will not be back, a parent that their baby is gone? Nothing can make this go away. The system must be changed. More funding for mental health services a draconian rethink on the gun laws. But as ever it is all too late the children and their teachers are gone. They are with God they are safe now it is the survivors who need help please God help us all sort this madness out.

    1. Thank you I thought long and hard about what to say. No doubt the young man’s mother must of suffered I pray she never knew the extent of her son’s crimes. I pray for any relatives may they not be victimised for a crime they did not comit. Laws and mental health funding must change. God loves the dead God bless and love the survivors and God love and help us all.

  2. RE: Lets us not forget the first victim his mother.
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    A legal gun owner who failed to lock up her guns and paid with her life for that mistake.

      1. Sorry I was only going on what I had seen on the News and it showed a typical housing area with houses separated my picket fences.

  3. Oh Willow, this just reminds me again & again.

    That teacher who covered for the kids in the cupboard with her LIFE was an extraordinary person – imagine if she saved my wee Daniel of yesteryear.

    Very touching, Willow : vivid.

    1. Yes we all can feel for the loss of her young life as well as the others. God bless her may none of us or our families ever have to face such a dilemma be well Noeleen and Daniel xxxx

  4. This is very touching willow I watched the news about it. and feel so sad for what happened in Newton, hoping that incident serves as reminders of not keeping guns at home….

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