Gun smoke and bullets flying through the air

I can see the powder in the child’s hair

Frozen as they’re stuck in a glare

There’s nothing to do cause the is world isn’t fair

A day of love is what it’s supposed to be

But there’s to many people infected with a sick disease

Sandy hook was the start of this nightmare

How many more times till we end this massacre

Terrorizing your own people for greed

How sad is this every seed

Planted amongst my own

I have no choice but to disown

The hundreds of young Ill minds that

Threatened my home

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