RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: MASS SHOOTINGS
Madman in Krakow
A madman in Krakow
Who found home in the extreme
A shot off the bow
To fulfill a warped dream
How many must die
Before we awaken?
That dream is a lie
That has been forsaken
Like a man on a mission
He shot to kill
To whom he would listen
He hadn’t the will
It seems no one is safe
From the scourge of all nations
We are frozen in place
We can find no salvation
A killer will kill
A liar will lie
We cannot hold still
While our people die
Is there no solution
To this outbreak of violence?
Propaganda pollution
Breaks through our silence
Take away the guns
Teach your children to love
Beneath the rays of the sun
Seek help from above
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