Guns,

Bombs,

Air raids.

 

I watch in awe as the laughtr fades.

One dead body,

Three more on their way.

 

I wonder what their parents will say.

 

You start to wonder,

what's real?

what's not?

Whose been shot?

 

The only answer is yes.

Thats true.

Seventeen are dead.

None of them you.

 

They give you another excuse,

"People kill people!"

That is a claim I refuse.

Because it's not the same.

 

"My child is dead!"

Parents have screamed,

But our GOP cant bat an eye,

How many people must bleed?

 

We go to funerals painted in black,

sing their favorite song,

Even thougn they'll ever come back,

You stand to wonder, "How long?"

 

How long till we have a solution?

Not another counteractive resolution,

 

So again I ask you, "How long?"

But all you'll reply with is,

"The 2nd amendement ain't wrong!"