The pulse is gone.
lifeless & covered in blood.
As I shed these tears
in the absence of brotherly love.
Carried out, slain by a gunman’s hand.
Jesus in your name,
I pray we turn to you, and you heal our land.
The pulse is gone.
in a silent voiceless cry.
As I weep in sorrow
for the brothers and sisters who died.
Carried out, slain by a gunman's Hand.
Jesus in your name,
I pray we turn to you, and you heal our land.
Written By: Michael A. Gomez June 12, 2016
From: Between Heaven & Earth
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