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."
Copyright © Angela Ramirez | Year Posted 2010
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