Pay Attention To the Signs
Another candle-lit eve
brimming with flowers and stuffed things
tin tears and puffy prayers
fiery speeches from cherry-tongued preachers
all the while the hollow-eyed ogre smirks.
Waves of:
blame
the gun
ratatatat
blame
the man
ratatatat
blame
society
ratatatat
blame
our faulty, faded genes...
ratatatat
Nothing ever gets done,
they're Numb to the origins of carnage and blood.
Thinking it will never happen to us.
But there's a pair of snake eyes
in the back of every school bus.
Do not deny there were always clear signs.
There are always signs
Please pay attention to the signs!
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