Gun Ban Now Part IV: Hymn for the Hurting by Amanda Gorman

Everything hurts,
Our hearts shadowed and strange,
Minds made muddied and mute.
We carry tragedy, terrifying and true.
And yet none of it is new;
We knew it as home,
As horror,
As heritage.
Even our children
Cannot be children,
Cannot be.

Everything hurts.
It’s a hard time to be alive,
And even harder to stay that way.
We’re burdened to live out these days,
While at the same time, blessed to outlive them.

This alarm is how we know
We must be altered —
That we must differ or die,
That we must triumph or try.
Thus while hate cannot be terminated,
It can be transformed
Into a love that lets us live.

May we not just grieve, but give:
May we not just ache, but act;
May our signed right to bear arms
Never blind our sight from shared harm;
May we choose our children over chaos.
May another innocent never be lost.


Amanda Gorman was the poet who appeared at President Joe Biden’s Inauguration on January 20th 2021 and read the poem “The Hill We Climb”. Her poem was written in memory of those who died in the Uvalde, Texas shootings. Originally published in the New York Times, this has spread to other media outlets like wildfire and we would like to share this with you. ❤