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More and more left for dead

As the guns continue to spread

The same path stays ahead for the endless bloodshed

Schools and children prepare for deathbeds

As without change what can you expect besides seeing red

Students distraught with the violence of soon killing shots

The place of being taught changing to nothing but the sounds of gunshots and fraught

Hiding away in the closet waiting for the screams to stop

Hearing the shooter walk along the halls saying the safety word students and former ones were taught

What change can be made to schools where happiness rots

Where the same guns control the same plots

But I guess it’s good enough that the victims are in everyone’s thoughts

Asking for more is too much when trying to stop the glocks

High-schoolers dying isn’t enough to spark a change

When it comes to money, students become estranged

A coach shielding frightened teens as the bullets enter close range

The lives gone because of the “inability” to protect from something that should have longed been arranged

Is the ability to own a gun worth so much that a student must perish from someone deranged?

Actions don’t come from doing nothing, but controlling guns do come from the widespread being contained

Do something rather than doing nothing

Is there anything coming from the people we are trusting?

Hopefully new policies rushing

But all that is becoming is slumping

Becoming numbing to the political crushing

Just stay down under the table as the pain starts erupting

And wait for the never coming change to start coming