A Call for Compassion ~ The Virginia Tech Tragedy

         The Broken

         How long had he been broken;
         seems the whole world wants to know
         why so many saw him empty,
         and so many let him go.

         Was it the school that let him wander,
         or the doctors who saw no fear?
         Was it another fateful message,
         a cry for help no one would hear?

         And so we move along and onward,
         looking still for one to blame,
         so we can recognize the broken
         and tag them soon as men insane.

         But no one stops to ever question
         what they could have done if given light.
         Could they have reached beyond the darkness,
         to touch the hand of wrong with right?

         There are no laws that will protect us
         from that which looms beyond the mind;
         no stop of guns or ammunition,
         will be our golden cure to find.

         Only love can ever heal us
         from broken hearts and broken lives.
         Until compassion finds the courage
         to go beyond where comfort lies.

         Just one soul that stirs in darkness
         for that which knows their will to touch,
         shall erase the cup of sorrows
         when love becomes more than enough ~

         to hold our grief and hold our pardon,
         to hold forgiveness for things undone ~

         to hold the seeds of true compassion
         to heal ourselves, the broken ones.