In Memory...

As we sit down here to learn I pray to God it’s not my turn If someone should come to take our lives Will anyone hear the screams and cries So many lives so shortly lived I wonder to myself “just what gives?” As time goes by some wounds may heal But the scars we carry are all too real The time has come to make a change To stop the tragedies that seem so strange A mother, a father, a daughter, a son In the end who’s really won To take a life and maybe your own Some the reasons are really unknown So when my time on earth here is done I pray its not at the end of a gun