With twisted minds and warped thoughts

the gun warm hand

delivers perverted justice

and innocent deaths,

broken bodies that were

children and mothers


and brothers,

sisters and solitary others

who went out that night.


There was nothing of God

in the corrupt cruelty

God knows nothing of hatred, killing

and violence.

God was with the sudden


holding their hands

tenderly taking

their precious souls

into the safe sanctuary

of love.


Hilary Evans

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margins are a great place sometimes because it is where change happens fastest but it is also a horrible place when we are stuck in them and grace is the moment when we can see that someone cares.

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