They are dead
a gunmen kills.
for what reason.
we want to know why.
is it hate that fills his body.
just the joy of using that gun.
They are dead.
sad to say. people crying
and filled with sadness as anger sets in,
they are dead.someones child. someones friend,
They lay there cold stone dead,
Why they cry why all of them.
A fool with a gun a madness no one will no.
They are dead and God has no answers.