There used to be
a plethora of students
who had to post poems
for school.  

Some felt the teacher’s
assignment was cool,
While others felt
the experience was cruel
.
The tweens, and the in between
Know what I mean
Trying to awaken creativity
Unlocked awareness activity

Some rose to the challenge,
it was wonderful, great
Others refused
to seriously participate .

The kids quickly learned
There are no wrong way
To share what they
want/need to say

Content first meter and style
Will develop after awhile.
The content quickly grew dark
As they open the recess of their heart.

To speak of wanting to DIE
You can feel their battered cry
Grasping with a world of fear
Afraid to say what is imagined or real

Each day worse the the one before
Shooters coming to the classroom door
Panic hide, under your desk, upon the floor
The shooter the only one keeping score

Friends dead before their eyes
Afraid to make a sound; a muffled cry
We all want to know WHY
Responsibility SCHOOLS denies

A million Questions all the same
This was no a drill nor a game
People going insane
Broken people remain

Time to pick up the pieces and move one
Life empty with loved ones gone