America’s Prayer by Jenny Flower

Our children who are in heaven
Forever we’ll remember
Your names.

When it comes to guns
Whose will be done?

Your blood
Will not be forsaken.

For parents, this day is filled with dread.
Forgive us – we sent you to classes – as we forgive those who took you from us.

Lead us not from contemplation,
But embolden us, the people.

Divine is our freedom and the power to tell your stories, together.