God Is Not Happy With Uvalde Texas

God is not happy He is furious Nineteen lawmen standing in a hallway While nineteen fourth-grade students get slaughtered With an automatic rifle Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Children who are texting for help Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Children who are as helpless as their teachers Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam God sends his wrath into Uvalde, Texas In the form of a storm seen at no other time in history The souls of the students watch this display of anger They had known it was possible But never before had a front row seat It happens, their angels tell them Not often, but sometimes Especially in the USA where money means more than children. The lightning strikes are loud; the thunder is fearsome. Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam