My Baby's Keening Cry (poem) by angela hauzeur on AuthorsDen

My Baby's Keening Cry
by angela hauzeur → (All Poetry by angela hauzeur)
Friday, October 25, 2019 Rated "G" by the Author.

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I wrote this poem after receiving phone calls from my daughter regarding the violent deaths of her friends family members at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Connecticut and Mother Emmanuel Church in South Carolina.
My Baby’s Keening Cry I continue to hear my baby’s keening cry, why? You’re calling to let me know your friend’s beautiful little girl has died. Why? She was massacred along with many children and adults in an elementary school. I remember her Mom’s warm smile, and, continue to see her baby’s too. You cry and cry! Mommy, why did they have to die? You call me again, and I hear my baby’s keening cry! Mommy, my friend’s Aunty and cousin were massacred in Mother Emmanuel’s Church! Again, all I can feel are chills. What hurts me even more, I can’t hold my baby, soothe her cries, and make sense for both of us, “Why someone dies.” Please God, “No more of my baby’s keening cries.” I can’t rock my baby because she’s in the Northeast, and I’m in the Southeast. Don’t we deserve some semblance of peace?

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on November 17, 2019

so heartbreaking. Beautifully penned.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on October 26, 2019

As long as we engender hatred in people's minds, there will be tragic and terrible death caused by unreasoned thought processes. We have to get a handle on mental health or we will not stop the carnage.

Ron

Reviewed by John Herlihy

. . . And we cry with you. Such senselessness, so difficult to understand. As Richard says below: We grope for words. Thank you for posting this tribute to the solitary cry multiplied a millionfold.

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on October 25, 2019

What a shocking day that was. I'm having trouble finding words to respond to this. All I can say is, thank you for sharing your heart here. Peace indeed. r