Nineteen Dead in Uvalde, Texas -- A Lament!



   A  school picture of  Maite Rodriguez at Robb Elementary in Uvalde, Texas. An honor roll student who dreamed of becoming a Marine Biologist. A picture that probably graced the refrigerator of her mother and grand parents.  
    As the shock passes after these mass shootings the urgency to get common sense gun reform done tends to wane. Pressure needs to be kept on politicians to get anything done. Those owned by the gun lobby frequently stall and delay while pretending to care about the children of this country. Each of us does what they can. The following lament is what I can do to keep this life and death issue alive in hopes that meaningful gun reform gets done. I have posted the recording on YouTube. 
    Eighteen other students and two teachers also died. The names and pictures of those beautiful children and teachers are available on line.  Each one had a family that loved them and that they loved. These tragedies will continue unless we get meaningful gun reform done in this country.  

A Lament -- Nineteen Dead In Uvalde, Texas


Capo on first fret. Chords on the 3rd fret finger 3rd & 4th strings then 4th and 5th stings.


Chorus: Nineteen dead in Uvalde, Texas / Nineteen children that will never come home /

Two teachers tried to save their students / May their memory live on;


1st Verse: Sandy Hook parents, years ago / Pleaded for common sense gun reform /

To save other parents from the heartbreak/ When school children never come home;


Chorus: Nineteen dead in Uvalde, Texas / Nineteen children that will never come home/

Two teachers tried to save their students / May their memory live on;


2nd Verse: Maite (pronounced My Ta) Rodriguez put on her sneakers / Green with a

heart she'd drawn on the toe / Wore them to school that fateful day / Lord she was

only ten years old;


Chorus: Nineteen dead in Uvalde, Texas / Nineteen children that will never come home/

Two teachers tried to save their students / May their memory live on;


3rd Verse: In Uvalde when the shooting ended / Blood flowed over the floor / The only

way they could tell it was Maite (My Ta) Rodriguez / Was by the heart drawn on the toe;


        The mass shooting in Buffalo of black shoppers in a grocery store preceded the

murders in Uvalde by only a few days. The list of mass shootings just keeps on growing

each time nothing gets done in the way of the most obvious common sense gun

control. Who needs Hollywood horror. When we have the real horror happening

in our communities.


Thank You for Caring My Friends! May you find serenity even in the day to day turmoil that

gun violence produces in our country.


Credits: Picture of Maite Rodriquez from her family via Reuters.


Anthony G. Hendricks, author, poet, nature lover -- naturally;  Buddha Blues, just published with a great cover created by his Sister Judith; available at Amazon as print on demand or as an e book at Amazon or Kobo. With formatting help on cover and interior by Woven Red. Other books The Wasteland Revisited, a book length poem about the dystopia causing global warming; available as an e book at Amazon; A Journey In The Human Dilemma, collected poetry and prose; trade paper back.         


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