To: Littleton
From: God
April 21, 1999
Dear Parents, Friends, and Loved ones,
Of these precious youth you’ve lost,
I see your broken spirits,
I know the terrible cost.
Although I’m not allowed
In schools across our land,
They can’t keep me from loving kids,
And offering them my hand.
Though evil resigned at Columbine,
And horror filled the air,
I wanted all of you to know,
I left Heaven and came there.
I summoned Heaven’s Angels,
Long before the call came in,
To share the dreadful warning,
Of what would soon begin.
The Angel’s wings were folded,
They knew what was to come,
When I said, "I’ll lead this mission."
They followed one by one.
"I’ll will go and get the babies,
And bring them home with me,
Where they’ll live in Heaven’s Schoolhouse,
It stands out from all the rest,
The welcome mat reads, "Columbine,"
It’s reserved for heaven’s best
I was hovering all around them,
In the library and the hall,
When the evil forces entered,
Your children heard me call.
I wrapped my arms around them,
Pulled them close to my brest,
"I’ve come to take you with me,
We must go and leave the rest."
"Your friends will long remember,
All the cool times we shared,
And the Angel’s will remind them,
How very much you eared."
Yes, I took those precious children,
In the twinkling of an eye,
We were on our way to Heaven,
To their schoolhouse in the sky.
I know your hearts are broken,
I know the pain you bear,
My heart is also broken,
By evil everywhere.
Please help me fight this battle,
To keep our children safe,
Through prayers and love and sharing.
And holding to the Faith.
That peace will surely reign one day,
In schools throughout the lands,
For all our future hopes and dreams,
Rest in our students hands.
I’ll give you peace to full your hearts,
Send sun to break the night,
Provide the strength to move beyond,
The wrongs and do what’s right.
You ask how I can know your pain,
From loss of your dear one,
It’s because it seems like yesterday,
When I, too gave up a Son…
I Love You,
God
