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Final Exam
One word she said and her life was taken.
Her father she would not have forsaken.
One test she took.
One last look.
Her life had ended.
None to be offended.
Her life was troubled.
Her problems doubled.
April twentieth ninety-nine.
Like any other day, the bell did chime.
Eleven fifteen, into the library she went.
Shooters in the building, there was no hint.
Into the library they were walking.
Like creeps on the street they did some stalking.
Everyone under a table.
The room felt unstable.
Killed a few, then reloaded.
"They're insane," someone noted.
Unfortunately one girl was asked
A one-question quiz she hoped she passed.
The question was, "Do you believe in God?"
To this, she answered, "Yes" plus a little nod.
One more question, they asked, "Why?"
No time to answer, one time to die.
Her life was taken by those men.
They took their own in the end.
Cassie Bernall, you did your best.
To all of us, you passed the test.
Cassie, martyr, or not, we love you.
We thank and miss you too.
