Alligator Tears
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kids in their classroom
sounds of fidgeting abound...
the crack of a gun
a place of learning
instructed by skilled teachers...
in a state of shock.
panic starts to run
some will never walk again...
roses mark the spot
a face with a smile
your daughter attends that school...
tears spill from your eyes
sounds impossible
a child armed with a rifle...
the cops shoot him dead
politicians cry
practiced alligator tears...
students fuel a march
nothing will be done
guns are sold to the insane...
high profits soaring
here we go again
children are drowning in blood...
thank you N.R.A.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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