Kids
The kids arent fools
When the school wants to keep quiet
Of a threat so loud
It shakes the ground or
Of the cowardly actions of a person
Who would rather have a gun in their Hands
than a balloon,
Although they both make
The same loud
Pop,
The kids will hear
Even with their hands on their ears
To keep it out
They will hear you
When a liar never believes a truth
The kids know whats true
And they dont want to
live in fear anymore
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