No attempt was made to save her life.
Everyone knew he was troubled.
Wearing a trench coat for a year
Hiding his shame before his guns,
His self-loathing and rage after being
Bullied, beaten up far too often.
She had befriended him, trying
To be an open, caring person,
Until he misread her signals and cues.
She had broken his heart without
Even knowing it.
Until he shot her dead inside the school.
There she learned all there is to know
About life and death, love and sacrifice.
He on the other hand didn’t have the courage
To kill himself after murdering so many others.
No courage at all to turn the gun on himself.
No one tried to stop him, they all thought
It was just a fire drill, staying glued to their phones
As they wandered outside the school building
Only to learn later of the havoc, the horror
10 people dead, 10 wounded.
It is time to talk about guns. It has been time for so long.
How many more children, how many people need to die
Before we say,
STOP.
We will not allow our children
To go to school scared that the next shooter will be
One of them, when that kid has just had enough
And goes out with a bang and no whimper.
When will we protect the children,
Who are slain so damn often, cut off at the knees
Before they have a chance to live?
Who will stop the shooters if we don’t do something
Really drastic to keep guns out of these shooters’ hands?
No real attempt has been made to save any of their lives.
Everyone knew he was troubled.
Wearing a trench coat for a year
Hiding his shame before his guns,
His self-loathing and rage after being
Bullied, beaten up far too often.
She had befriended him, trying
To be an open, caring person,
Until he misread her signals and cues.
She had broken his heart without
Even knowing it.
Until he shot her dead inside the school.
There she learned all there is to know
About life and death, love and sacrifice.
He on the other hand didn’t have the courage
To kill himself after murdering so many others.
No courage at all to turn the gun on himself.
No one tried to stop him, they all thought
It was just a fire drill, staying glued to their phones
As they wandered outside the school building
Only to learn later of the havoc, the horror
10 people dead, 10 wounded.
It is time to talk about guns. It has been time for so long.
How many more children, how many people need to die
Before we say,
STOP.
We will not allow our children
To go to school scared that the next shooter will be
One of them, when that kid has just had enough
And goes out with a bang and no whimper.
When will we protect the children,
Who are slain so damn often, cut off at the knees
Before they have a chance to live?
Who will stop the shooters if we don’t do something
Really drastic to keep guns out of these shooters’ hands?
No real attempt has been made to save any of their lives.
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