A Day Without Spencer

This is not a day

Not one that need live on

For now the world is darkened

Spencer has gone on.


What good is rest and freedom?

What use is all this life?

The young man now has left us,

I pray with no more strife.


The dead do not come back much

And if they would we’d scream

And now the world is missing

A boy and all his dreams.


I could not reach his mother

And did not have a word

I could not think of what to say

Nor could my voice be heard.


It is a lot to ask of us

To trust that this is best

And I would not pretend I did

Even if in jest.


So let my lack of knowledge weep

And let my lack of wisdom cry

But do not let my faith be lost

And do not let it die.