Sound the alarm
There has been an assault
On our systems
Fundamental crutches
Holding us in safety
Artificial danger
In a landscape built on so much
Don't touch anything
Minimizing damage is futile
Cracked like an egg
Sunny-side up, no pepper spice
Barely see the yolk
Call us yokes
Knowledge they possess
Terrifies a whole nation
Here's the real circumstance:
Highschool kids
The ones who did this
Hunkered down
In a state of gold
Comedy gold, to them
Not any of us
What's the point of causing a fuss?