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.
A Soul's Walk 