Can somebody please tell me what this world is coming to? It seems the end is near and I'm only twenty two In a day and age ruled by fortune and fame Be it shame stress or blame, it's all the same Inexplicable malice performed in random acts of violence Unrelenting anguish caused by planned events in blindness A single mind produces multiple wounds To heal is to hurt is a thought confused Do you see what you've done, are you happy now? We know your name and face but don't understand how You feel you've gained or had your way Altering people's lives as if they're prey Leaving all to wonder what's wrong with this place? We question this world and this human race How could this happen? How much worse can it get? But it's him that's the problem, we mustn't forget and It's a regret to inform you these wolves do exist They're a pack that's been scattered but we must persist In tragedy reality seems both too real and fake But hope remains and within it our spirits won't break These predators among us wish to bring us down But we will not allow this, we will stand our ground We will remember our losses, their lives were not his to take We will remember the good times, and the love they did give They will rest in our hearts, they will sleep in our souls and Though they did depart, we still can be whole In the truth rest assured they'll be waiting for us Our grief may be great, but in our faith we must trust There's a better day coming, though now it may be difficult to see In the darkness a light shines bright to help lead our way and We will see again
These wolves may not be alone But they are few and We are many
Written the day of the Aurora, Colorado shooting in reverence and respect of the victims and their families and loved ones.