Twenty Tiny Angels

Twenty tiny Angels,
Nestled in classrooms.
Twenty tiny Angels,
Vessel-ed in cask tombs.

Innocent little Angels
Sitting at their desks.
Innocent little Angels,
Solemnly laid to rest.

Eleven days till Christmas,
No more Santa Clause.
Heaven now be with us,
Comfort those that lost.

Defenseless tiny victims,
A senseless tragedy.
God is now with them,
For posterity.

Solitary survivors,
Scathed with agony.
Forever the reminders,
How tragic life can be.

Let their story grip us,
To our very core.
Pray their souls' be with us,
For now and evermore.

Are we all oblivious?
We all must stop and pause.
How can God forgive us?
Is it worth a social cause?

Twenty tiny Angels
Played in tiny rooms.
Twenty timeless Angels,
Displayed in tiny tombs.

Twenty little angels,
Rest now peacefully,
Constant reminders,
Reflections of you and me.

For eternity...

Copyright © February 2014
Kevin Mooney

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021314

Hear The People

I wrote this poem in October of 1980. My astronomy professor in college was a big No Nukes freak and Einstein fan. He convinced me...


On one occasion, There came an invasion,
Without preparation,
On the People

They squirmed in frustration,
Cried of starvation,
Damned the duration,
Did the People.

A once sovereign nation,
Faced obliteration,
"God save your creation,"
Cried the People.

There was then a sensation,
Complete devastation,
No more evasion,
For the People.

The Ninth Revelation,
Einstein's equation,
Ensured elimination,
Beyond recreation,
Hear the people!

Hear the People?

No more People.

Copyright © October 1980
Kevin Mooney

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100180

Walls of Flame - Hearts of Fame

Where have you gone our brave young sons,
Where have you gone and why?
To fight new battles, to rid new wrongs,
To protect new mountain sides?

Where have you gone young Hotshots,
Where do your souls now lie?
In heaven above and beyond,
Where do you now abide?

Granite mountains bear your names,
Etched forever in time.
Walls of flames cannot burn away,
Your legacy left behind.

Wherever you've gone my brave young throng,
Have a wonderful ride.
Your families will never do no wrong,
We'll always be by their side.

The walls of flame that remain,
Cannot contain the tide.
Halls of fame will bear your names,
Gratitude never subside.

Wherever you've gone our brave young sons,
Rest peacefully by God's side.
Your work is done, your fight's been won,
Carry yourselves with pride.

Your memory will never die.
Copyright © July 2013
Kevin Mooney

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070313

An April Psalm

Another April is upon us.

Consider these events and what might be next...

History's inscribed with painful regrets,
Time-stamped reminders we'd just soon forget.
Life changing moments wrought with misery,
Sober atonement's to God's apathy.


Consider this sequence of mid-April dates,
A 2-week stretch worth scholarly debates,
A series of occurrences without common thread,
A collection of tragedies riddled with dead.


April 12, 1861


A war between brothers, a nation divided,
The question of Slavery, debate undecided,
A Fort's forced surrender, human dignity fought for,
The anguished overture to The American Civil War.


April 12, 1945


Our 32nd President, nationally adored,
Died in office, the free world mourned.
The most tenured Chief in U.S. history,
Distinction was Franklin's last legacy.


On April 14, 1865


While the nation reeled to get back on it's feet,
Abe Lincoln was shot in his balcony seat.
"Sic Semper Tyrannis", his assailant cried,
"He belongs to the ages", a martyr had died.


April 14th, 1912


A ship's maiden voyage, an unsinkable fate,
A runaway iceberg too little, too late.
A Titantic virgin, high society's new rave,
1500 passengers sent to icy hallowed graves.


April 15, 1986,


Middle Eastern tension and territorial defense,
A Berlin club bombed, a dire consequence,
Libya then shelled in retaliation,
60 lives felled, without warning or provocation.


On April 16th, 2007,


A serene college campus in a rural southern state,
32 died at the hands of a class-mate,
Virginia Tech ravaged by a rampaged massacre,
Blacksburg's savage shooting disaster.


April 17, 1961


At the Cold War's peak, a secret coup spoiled,
A surprise invasion to take Cuban soil.
Kennedy's embarrassing political low,
A Bay of Pigs and failed Castro overthrow.


April 18, 1906


A west coast quake, San Francisco torn,
San Andreas faltered in the early morn.
The city shook while most people slept,
3000 died, scores left bereft.


April 19, 1775


Sovereignty sought, a new flag unfurled,
Red Coats and Minutemen, insults hurled.
A Lexington Common to settle the score,
A single shot heard, a Revolutionary War.


April 19, 1993


A poorly planned siege in a small Texas town,
An Adventist's forged stand on Koreshian ground.
Waco's Davidians, FBI, ATF,
82 perished, most burned to death.


April 19, 1995


Oklahoma, City, the last place you'd expect,
A rental truck blast, sheered lack of respect.
Alfred P. Murray's face blown to smithereens,
A day care center and heart-wrenching scenes.


April 20, 1999


Two young gunman arrived at school late,
Their intent malicious, their motive pure hate.
A rapid fire stroll in armored disguise,
12 Columbine kids, a teacher victimized.


April 20, 2010


An oil spill disaster beyond compare,
A world engulfed in ecological despair.
Wildlife and lives scarred thereafter,
The BP Deepwater Horizon disaster.


April 27, 2011


A US, mid-west tornadic storm,
Millions of lives irrevocably torn.
God's epic wrath funneled from above,
Record tornadoes, lost homes and ones loved.



These world changing dates seem random at first glance,
But placed on a timeline they're suddenly enhanced.
I only named some, those most can relate,
There are many others that fall in these dates.
A coincidence, perhaps, they happened when they did.
But consider they're significance, the possibilities unsaid.


Do worldly events occur randomly?
Or are we all tokens of some sovereign monopoly?
Are our future's staged, fates foretold?
Or are we engaged in some Divine stranglehold?


Is the future dictated by events from the past?
Outcomes determined when calendar's cast?
Are questions answered before they are asked?
How long will God's mercy eventually last?


If there's no purpose to one's life at all,
Would there be a need for a crystal ball?
Existence is tenuous, the future unclear.
Will God's beckon call be the last voice we hear?


History's defined in both time and existence,
Misery reminds us just how fragile life is.
The future's traversed with blind trepidation.
With mysteries cursed beyond Deprecation.


Church bells chime together consistent,
While rivers wind forever persistent.
Mankind's time is measured and imminent.
Lives intertwine then are gone in an instant.

  Copyright © July 2009Kevin Mooney

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070109

Happy Birthday Christina

Christina-Taylor Green was born September 11, 2001 and died January 8, 2011. This coming Sunday would have been her 10th birthday...

Happy birthday Christina,
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday Christina.
This poem's for you.
Happy birthday Christina.
It will soon be 10 years.
The day you were born.
All mankind shed tears.
Happy birthday Christina.
May the world celebrate.
Your life's bold beginning,
Was it irony or fate?

The day that you died.
Brought back repressed fears.
With each passing tide,
We wish you were here.
You were so innocent.
Like those that day.
God called you to heaven,
In a symbolic way.
Happy birthday Christina.
Are 10 candles enough?
To hallow the names,
Of those we all loved.
Rest now Christina.
As three thousand bells toll.
May your spirit be with us.
May God bless your soul.
Happy birthday Christina,
Pray your new life's serene.
We were blessed to have known you,
Christina-Taylor Green.

Forever soothe trepid dreams.



Copyright © September 2011
Kevin Mooney

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090711

Happy Birthday Christina

Christina-Taylor Green was born September 11, 2001 and died January 8, 2011. This coming Sunday would have been her 10th birthday...

Happy birthday Christina.
Soon it will be 10 years.
We all remember the day you were born.
It was the day the entire world mourned.
The day all mankind shed tears.

Happy birthday Christina.
I wish that you were still here.
The day you died the whole world cried.
You were just standing innocently by.
Your death brought back all our fears.

Happy birthday Christina.
May the whole world celebrate.
Three thousand souls' bells were tolled,
Before you were even one day old.
Was it irony or fate?

Happy birthday Christina.
10 candles just won't be enough.
To hallow with flames three thousand names,
Eternally shame those to blame.
Condemn those responsible caught.

Happy birthday Christina.
You died symbolically.
God called you to heaven in 2011,
The same year as Osama Bin Laden.
Before the 10th anniversary.

Christina-Taylor Green.

Happy birthday Christina,
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday Christina.
We were all blessed by you.
We still miss you, too.

This poem's for you.


Copyright © September 2011
Kevin Mooney

kmm001
090411

All That In 100 Years...

Here's a list for consideration.
Familiar to our generation.
Thoughts, ideas and inspirations.
Events that influenced our nation.
A cavalcade of imagination,
100 years of innovation,

Ferris Wheels,
Automobiles.
Newsreels.
Frozen Meals,
Airplanes,
High Speed Trains,
Restaurant Chains,
Acid rains
Radios,
Picture shows,
TV shows,
Videos.
World Wars
Chain stores.
Price wars
Nuclear cores,
Elevators,
Escalators,
Percolators,
Calculators.
IBM's
M&M's,
Internet,
Ethernet,
TVs
PCs.
CD's
DVDs.
Ice Cream Cones,
Telephones,
Styrofoam,
Cell Phones.
Electric scooters.
Computers,
Rocket ships,
Space trips.
Cruise Ships,
Radar blips,
Microwaves,
Cellophane.
Traffic lanes,
Modern cranes,
Youtube,
Jiffy Lube,
Elmer's Glue,
Rubik's Cube,
Post-it notes,
Umbrella totes,
Speed boats,
Women's votes.
Movie Screens,
Trampolines,
Gasoline,
Listerine,
Football,
Carnegie Hall,
Dirigibles,
Remote Control,
Rock 'n Roll,
Rap and Soul.
Crayons,
Digital Songs.

Think about what's appeared,
In the last 100 years.
I'm sure that there's a whole lot more,
You never thought about before.
I wonder what the list will be,
In the next century.


Copyright © August 2011
Kevin Mooney

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082011

Oh So Many, Oh So Few

No one really knew her or what she claimed to be,
A queen of propaganda, virgin of the sea.
Those that dared to ride her,
Now lay down beside her,
Haunting those survivors,
Of her maiden odyssey.

Born to bear the brunt of praise and pageantry,
Hers was but a stunt in superfluity.
Though her name belied her,
No one dared deny her,
Fame could not disguise her
Sunken vanity.

Fifteen hundred souls lie lost beneath the sea.
Each a cold reminder how fragile life can be.
Unsinkable they said,
Unthinkable the dead,
Arrogance and tears shed,
For posterity.

Generations will reflect on her tragedy.
Honor and pay respect to all her misery.
Soberly they'll try,
Ask and question why,
So many souls had to die,
And so few live to see.

May you all RIP...


Copyright © May 2011
Kevin Mooney

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051511

In The Blink Of An Eye

Think of The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald...

In a crystal blue sky, in the blink of Eye,
Three streaks flew over West Texas.
At 5 after 9 the 7 that died,
Left lovers and children as exes.

Those on the ground had heard a loud sound,
As Columbia prepared for a landing.
Many asked why and others just cried,
As officials lacked full understanding.

The ship had survived what Challengers tried,
The first of the new shuttle program.
Many denied that the 27th try,
Was the result of engineers' poor plans.

Constructed with pride back in '75,
Named after Captain Gray's venture.
The name also given to Apollo 11's,
Command module lunar adventure.

When she arrived in March '79,
At Merritt's Kennedy Space Center.
Two workers soon died from carbon monoxide,
While getting her ready to enter.

Her very first flight, round earth 36 times,
She safely touched down in California.
Success at her side, no more need for test flights,
As 3 more shuttles soon joined her.

Flying in space sometimes seems such a waste,
After all what's it ever do for ya?
The cost of it seems beyond social means,
Did God ever intend it for ya?

When Challenger's crew died attempting to fly,
Should that have been our first warning?
The program just grew, while nobody knew,
That another disaster was forming.

The years that went by she flew 20 more times,
With 2 more shuttles beside her.
The 21st flight seemed routine at the time,
Officials never really seemed bothered.

When she took flight all her systems seemed right,
Those on the ground never doubted.
A piece of foaming, tore a whole in a wing,
On lift-off, no one gave thought about it?

Officials never knew that the fate of the crew,
Was doomed when the mission first started.
The sheer irony of man's complacency,
Is his ability to carry on and disregard it.

Sixteen days in space now seem such a waste,
As she came in for her last landing.
The sight was serene, a magical scene,
To those who were watching and standing.

A tape later found, showed video and sound,
A thirteen minute recording,
None of the crew ever really knew,
Their mission was beyond aborting.

While descending in time, over Palestine,
She disintegrated without any warning.
Those that looked on, knew something was wrong,
The second white smoke started forming.

It all seemed unreal, dramatically surreal,
As spectator lines were still forming.
Unable to cope many lost hope,
That ill-fated February morning.

A terrorist plot was many's first thought,
How in God's name could this happen?
The war being fought, an Israeli astronaut,
Was this Osama Bin Laden?

She left a wide line of debris behind,
Across Texas, Arkansas and Louisiana,
The nation was shocked, NASA's program was blocked,
Terrorism was ruled from the banter.

In its aftermath, American's still ask,
Were the seven that died really worth it?
Their final words were solemnly heard,
Weeks after searchers unearthed it.

Two years would go by, no shuttles would fly,
While the government thoroughly investigated.
Plots were denied, officials criticized,
Meanwhile families concerned just waited.

No one knows why the innocent die,
It's a question for God in the hereafter,
In a crystal blue sky, in the blink of an eye,
Was the Columbia Space Shuttle Disaster.



Dedicated to the crew of Columbia:

Commander: Rick D. Husband
Pilot: William C. McCool
Payload Commander: Michael P. Anderson
Payload Specialist: Ilan Ramon
Mission Specialist: Kalpana Chawla
Mission Specialist: David M. Brown
Mission Specialist: Laurel Clark

Copyright © February 2010
Kevin Mooney

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020710

Albert's Final Equation

This is an Acrostic...


Famous Man of Science,
Atomic point of view,
Tested time compliance,
Had Newton's Laws reviewed.
Extemporary genius,
Relativity brilliant man,
Original quantum physicist,
Found time in many of his plans.
Man of German and Jew decent,
Often pictured with bad hair,
Defined the world through uncommon sense,
Explored gravity and emc squared.
Received Nobel Prize in '21,
Nuclear power conceiver.
Philadelphia Experiment dreamweaver,
Held black holes mostly devour.
Yet wormholes cut through time.
Science to him was ultimate power,
In theory and in mind.
Came to America in '33
Survived til '55.


Copyright © August 2009
Kevin Mooney

kmm001
080109

An April Psalm

Another April is upon us.

Consider these events and what might be next...

History's inscribed with painful regrets,
Time-stamped reminders we'd just soon forget.
Life changing moments wrought with misery,
Sober atonement's to God's apathy.


Consider this sequence of mid-April dates,
A 2-week stretch worth scholarly debates,
A series of occurrences without common thread,
A collection of tragedies riddled with dead.


April 12, 1861


A war between brothers, a nation divided,
The question of Slavery, debate undecided,
A Fort's forced surrender, human dignity fought for,
The Anguished Overture to The American Civil War...


April 12, 1945


Our 32nd President, nationally adored,
Died in office, the free world mourned.
The most tenured Chief in U.S. history,
Distinction was Franklin's lasting legacy ...


On April 14, 1865


While our nation reeled to get back on it's feet,
Abe Lincoln was shot in his balcony seat,
"Sic Semper Tyrannis", his assailant cried,
"He belongs to the ages", a martyr had died.


April 14th, 1912


A ship's maiden voyage, an unsinkable fate,
A runaway iceberg too little, too late.
A Titantic virgin, high society's newest rave,
1500 passengers sent to icy hallowed graves.


April 15, 1986,


Middle Eastern tension and territorial defense,
A Berlin club bombed, a dire consequence,
Libya then shelled in retaliation,
60 lives felled, no warning or provocation.


On April 16th, 2007,


A serene college campus in a rural southern state,
32 died at the hands of a class-mate,
Virginia Tech ravaged by a rampaged massacre,
A Blacksburg savage shooting disaster.


April 17, 1961


At the Cold War's peak, a secret coup spoiled,
A surprise invasion to take Cuban soil.
Kennedy's embarrassing political low,
A Bay of Pigs and failed Castro overthrow.


April 18, 1906


A west coast quake, San Francisco torn,
San Andreas faltered in the early morn.
The city shook while most folks slept,
3000 died, scores left bereft.


April 19, 1775


Sovereignty sought, a declaration unfurled,
Red Coats and Minutemen, insults hurled,
A Lexington Common to settle the score,
A single shot heard, a Revolutionary War.


April 19, 1993


A poorly planned siege in a small Texas town,
An Adventist's forged stand on Koreshian ground.
Waco's Davidians, FBI, ATF,
82 perished, most burned to death.


April 19, 1995


Oklahoma, City, the last place you'd expect,
A rental truck blast, sheered lack of respect.
Alfred P. Murray's face blown to smithereens,
A day care center and heart-wrenching scenes.


April 20, 1999


Two young gunman arrived at their school late,
Their intent malicious, their motive pure hate.
A rapid fire stroll in armored disguise,
12 Columbine kids, a teacher victimized.


April 20, 2010


An oil spill disaster beyond compare,
A world engulfed in ecological despair.
Wildlife and lives scarred thereafter,
The BP Deepwater Horizon disaster.


April 27, 2011


A US, mid-west tornadic storm,
Millions of lives irrevocably torn.
God's epic wrath funneled from above,
Record tornadoes, lost homes and ones loved.



These world changing dates seem random at a glance,
But placed on a timeline they're suddenly enhanced.
I only named some, those most can relate,
There are many others that fall in these dates.
A coincidence, perhaps, they happened when they did,
But consider they're significance, the possibilities unsaid.


Do worldly events occur randomly?
Or are we all tokens of some sovereign monopoly?
Are our future's staged, fates foretold?
Or are we engaged in some Divine stranglehold?


Is the future controlled by events in the past?
Outcomes determined when calendar's cast?
Are questions answered before they are asked?
How long will God's mercy eventually last?


If there's no purpose to one's life at all,
Would there be a need for crystal balls?
Existence is tenuous, the future unclear,
Will God's beckon call be the last voice we hear?


History defines both time and existence,
Misery reminds just how fragile life is.
The future's traversed with blind trepidation,
Mysteries are cursed beyond Deprecation.


Church bells chime with tethered consistence,
While rivers wind forever persistent.
Mankind's time is measured and imminent,
Lives intertwined then gone in an instant.

  Copyright © July 2009Kevin Mooney

kmm059

070109