Our Beloved City, Mourning

Chattanooga skyline

As dawn beckons light
Over our beautiful skyline
A heart bleeds tragedy—
A scream louder than a dozen gunshots.

The pain of oppression and atrocity of sin
Amalgamate into hatred,
Drowning out songs with screams,
Burning down hope with devastation.

A quartet of souls
That should have never been sacrificed
Now ascend to plead our case:
That their deaths will not immortalize hatred,

But summon a new strength
Among this crushing despair,
So that we may, in the end, prevail,
Even as we weep over what has been lost.

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