My School choses hate and discriminate
No time for peace
There’s only time to incriminate
With regular visits from the police
Rumors decide the students’ futures
Once we were on lockdown for a whole week
Students were scared with tears down their cheek
A school shooting was just a “rumor”
In which the kid found humor
That kid is still in our school
Glaring at us for being petrified
But who will be the fool?
When that kid kills the school
My school declares it is improving
Cops and dogs and body searches
When will their butts get moving?
Kick the bad kids out of my school
Then you won’t look like a fool.