Monday, November 19, 2007

TODAY

Today is the same as any other day
Grown-ups are ducking and children are afraid to play

Bullets are coming
From left and right
Families huddle
Nice and tight
You feel like a prisoner
In your own house
The criminals are cats
And you’re the mouse
As the shooting goes on
You yell and scream
You’re in the middle
Of a nightmare dream
After it ends
Someone is asleep
In an eternal slumber
Six feet deep
Maybe tomorrow
Will be a different day
I hope, I wish
I think, I pray

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