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'the Bitter Price
Twelve little girls and eight little boys Each one the source of their parent’s joys, Innocent children following rules, Paper and pencils their magical tools. Holidays coming, rehearsal of plays, These were the most exciting of days. Safe in their classroom as their teacher smiled Noting the presence of each beloved child. No inkling of trouble, no feeling of doom Until a mad man invaded the room. I so hope these children had no time for fear And had no idea that death was so near. Six brave teachers went to their deaths, Protecting the children with very last breaths. The big gates of heaven then opened wide For six teachers ushering children inside. Twenty small children are angels today, And six faithful teachers in Heaven to stay. Mothers and fathers and siblings and more Are mourning their loved ones whom they adore. The teachers who willingly gave up their lives To protect their charges were daughters and wives. Some had their own children whom they left behind. No braver soldiers could one ever find. A whole town is weeping for dear ones they lost. How long must innocents bear the high cost For folks who clamor for right to bear arms? You’d think such mayhem would lessen guns' charms. These things will keep happening, the danger unchanged, Until we keep assault rifles from hands of deranged.
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