Children Lost

This, a Poem by an unknown Author. Though I have edited a bit, his/her intention I keep.

J S Brown

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> Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38,
> when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate.
> The smiles were contagious, and laughter filled the air,
> Unconcerned, with Teachers there…
>
> Filled with such joy, not knowing what to say,
> they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
> “Where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
> “This is heaven.” Teacher said. “We’re spending Christmas in
> God’s house.”
>
> When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
> but Jesus, the Savior. The children gathered near.
> He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same,
> Opened His arms and He called them by name.
> That moment was joy, that only heaven can bring,
> Those children all flew into the arms of the King.
> as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
> the quiet girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.
>
> So as He knew all the questions she had,
> He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of Mom and Dad!”
> He looked down on earth, the world far below,
> Saw all the hurt, the sorrow, and woe.
>
> Closing His eyes, He outstretched His hand,
> “Allow My Power and Presence re-enter this land!”
> “May this Land be delivered from fools.”
> “I take back this nation, I take back the schools!”
>
> Jesus, He and the children stood soundless; a moment then,
> “Come now My Children, let me show you around.”
> “There is a Man with Woman found, Herein they do Gods Work!”
> “Producing child as you surely would, far from Evil’s Work.”
>
> “My Home is many Rooms to explore, My Love is for you to Adore.”
> As Children gone, found another Life, they then left from us.
>
> We remember them, we pain every moment; we Pray to God, never again!
> Still, as Humans do, we ignore that others do as we have done, in other times and place.
>
> So ignore we do, other Horrors, where life is not so Sacred. Life is but a bit of Self,
> We bring ourselves to this, that we should care, for more than a Nation’s sense,
> of what it means to lose a Child, and then Beware the Cost.