Born into a role they never would have volunteered for,
Laying their lives down for people they'll never meet -
With their cabinets full of guns
Claiming their lives
One by one.

Bow your head and pray
For another life lost,
A child you'll never save.

But hey,

Atleast you still have your guns.

Cry your empty tears
Down your hollow cheeks
Give the grieving moms a ribbon
To show your support.
Change your profile picture to an
"RIP innocent lives"
As if that says enough about the debt they've paid,
For your rights.

We bury our outrage
With their children
For another day when
The time is right
To dig up their tiny coffins
And fight.