A SMALL ARMY OF LOVEHeard the news yesterday,
And today, mothers cried.
Our children by tens of thousands
Have died.
And for what?
What will stop this madness?
The eternal sadness
Of small little caskets
Filled with dreams never had.
Are we mad?
We need a small army of love.
And no thank
We don’t need any rifles,
No guns, and no tanks.
