It’s time
To rectify
the crime
Of bloodied
school yards
By retards
With a beef
To cause so
much grief
Beyond comprehension
No mere detention.
It’s time
for thousands, millions deep
To storm the
floor not creep
Around the
issue
That’s
soaked so much tissue
Red and blue.
It’s time
for the kids to go to school
To be a tool
For the future
not for the now
With heads a-bow
Laid to rest
Posthumous attest
Of what
coulda
Shoulda
Woulda
Been.
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