A Promise to the Little Ones We Lost by Nairy Kevork

A Promise to the Little Ones We Lost

I promise you,

This world had more kindness than it did filth.

I am so sorry that you will not get a chance to see.

He was lost.

No one found him.

So, he found you.

You would have felt what loving someone is in about ten years.

Mom and dad would have been concerned.

Some of you would have become teachers.

But, we say goodbye now.

He was once Adam, now Hate.

Only in adulthood we expect people to be animal.

You were just six.

Would have walked to him,

Hand to face,

asked,

“What’s wrong?”

The ones who could have reached out

Failed us all.

He was a young boy once without a friend

and could feel no pain.

No one saw him so

he came to see you.

I hope you looked at one another in your last moments,

and saw what love looks like.

We promise, we won’t just like a Facebook page.

We promise, we are going to go out there

and Love somebody.

We talk guns like Love is the taboo.

We promise we will give Love to someone who doesn’t have it so

they don’t come take it from other kids.

We will stop focusing on:

Does he fit the criteria?

What’s his IQ?

We know that the trigger is pulled when lack of empathy is coupled with self-hate

and the babies are gone.

We promise you Charlotte

Daniel

Oliva

Josephine

Ana

Dylan

Madeleine

Catherine

Chase

Jesse

James

Grace

Emilie

Jack

Noah

Caroline

Jessica

Avielle

Benjamin

and

Allison.

We will live harder, we will love more

Because we are missing you 20 that did that better

than any of us.

We will honor you now.

Your fall will not be for nothing.

Your moms and dads are staying strong.

They will miss you more as each day passes.

A request.

May you find peace.

And, send some to them.

They are brave

But you,

You are braver.

Nairy Kevork is a Los Angeles native poet and artist. She has been writing poetry for ten years and plans on writing her first novel in the coming year. She also focuses on surreal paintings and psychologically themed art. Nairy is studying to become a therapist and social worker and is working towards her dream of starting a nonprofit for at risk kids.

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In 2002, while seated on a beanbag in a crowded poetry venue Natalie knew her life would be far different than she envisioned. She had never shared one of her poems and even writing outside of a journal was new. With a few poems, dedication and a bunch of passion Natalie went on to make the Los Angeles Slam team, get accepted to NACA and book a full college tour and run a monthly poetry venue, The Siren Collective. Natalie soon began developing her own curriculum and her love of teaching emerged stronger than ever. At the recommendation of a fellow poet, the legendary Stan Lathan asked her to facilitate a poetry based educational event, after a job well done he followed with an offer to join the cast of Debbie Allan's Def Poetry ALL star show. The spirit of contribution always extremely central to Natalie’s life work she continued to support Da’ Poetry Lounge nearly every week since 2003. As a result of that commitment and dedication in 2010, she become the first female producer and host in the 15-year history of Da Poetry Lounge (the nations largest weekly poetry venue). That same year, Natalie developed and facilitated innovative poetry programs for under-resourced youth as Director of Poetry for Collective Voices Foundation, teaching eight classes a week at five different schools. Natalie is currently teaching her private workshop, Reconnecting: Vulnerability and Integrity, as well as in high school classrooms throughout Los Angeles. From April-December 2013, Natalie has committed to releasing chapbooks to further push her creativity and release some of the poems that would otherwise stay on her external hard drive. Natalie seeks to spend more time creating, collaborating and teaching in the years to come. She currently lives in Los Angeles. She enjoys love notes, working in the middle of the night, black tea, and spending Sunday’s in love.

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