For Holy Innocents: Dedicated to those children and adults killed in the school shooting in Connecticut
We wring our hands in hopelessness
while Herod's spirit roams abroad,
the innocent are slaughtered still
as hatred draws a tighter cord.
We lack audacity to face
corruption in our very midst;
humanity is drawn by greed
and power has the final twist.
God bring again your human love,
an innocent and child-like grace
infusing every heart and mind.
Renew the hope of every race.
The children lying slaughtered, dead,
or those abused through life from birth
are signs of lack of care and love
we so much need through all the earth.
God come again and make us hear,
God fuse our ice-cold hearts of stone
until compassion warms each life
and through us grace and love are shown.
© Andrew Pratt 18/12/2012