One day we will reminisce
Describing what we were
doing
When we learned about
The death of Grace
Virtue couldn't save her
Muddled visions of morality
Sapping the fortitude
Needed to make a difference
She will be missed
Attention devoted to
mourning
That might have been
sufficient
To avoid her death
Looking backward
Is seems so easy to see
An environment so toxic
Grace had to die
There was no hail of bullets
Her demise was hard to
pronounce
Dying in little pieces
Until one day she was gone
Focused on our needs
Losing our connections
We forgot that to live
Grace needed us to care
We can honor her memory
Behave as she would have us
do
And for those fleeting
moments
We will have
Grace again
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