The last

Written by: Tamina hill

As they kiss their parents good bye 
not nowing it will be the last 
as they call their parents names not 
knowing it would be the last 
As the parents kiss their child 
thinking they will see their child 
again after school
As they walk the child into the 
school thinking it was a safe place to 
be 
Not knowing what the day had plain 
The phone rang as she answer the 
phone the words she wish she never 
heard"your child had been kill"as she 
drop to her knees and started to cry 
she scream why lord she was pure 
she was sweet why you took my 
child