Our Feast

We had a huge feast What a feast that we had We had sorrow and pain I had a nibble of mad We ate and we ate and we ate and we ate Then we washed it all down with a glass full of hate When it all mixed together it just grew and it grew But then again really..who ever knew The next morning we were the "Latest Breaking News" For we had shot all the students And then all the teachers Next was the janitor Then we laid on the bleachers We were there relaxing just for a bit When you heard the cops say "Put your hands on your head!" I turned around to look at them dead in the eye Then I raised up my gun, pointed right at my head and said "See I am listening, just like you said. Should I pull the trigger? Save you a bullet or two? Hey we should all do it then!! Come on guys do it too!!" As we sat on the bleachers with the guns to our heads We simply sat thinking But not of the end But instead of the flowers next to the door And the homework we wouldn't turn in anymore When we all said goodbye, our guns just went Pop And I said "Hello Darkness my friend. It is good to see you again."