Angels at Dunblane
Where were you when evil visited Class P1?
Were you not alert, on guard
While the innocents fumbled with gym shoes
And chattered contentedly, unaware of the darkness?
When the violent sounds of pistol
Stole so many precious lives
Could you not shield with mighty wings
And slay the evil?
Could you not restrain such deadly demons
That carry the stench of hell into such heavenly sweetness?
These Gethsemane questions are beyond our knowledge
But know this:
We were there
Gathering such a bouquet as heaven seldom saw.
We overflew cold Calvary and heard again the cry of desolation,
Yet
also saw the open tomb
And we danced together with those young
In the glory fields of Paradise.
One of us looked back to those bleak school gates
And saw white flowers arranged with caring hand
to bear the name "Angels".
We marvelled that we could be honoured thus
To be compared to such noble lives.
© Michael Mitton 13 March 1996
Taken from City of Gold (published by Solway 1997) Used by Permission.
