oh child
oh sweet child;
you don't deserve this
to see the cold, hard metal pointed at you
to see your friends taken away in a black bag
to not have time enough for your hot tears to dry on your cheeks
before you're being courted away to be questioned
you're told you're lucky
lucky that you're not one of the others
you don't feel lucky
you feel as if you died alongside the ones who didn't make it
as if your soul traveled to the next life with them
oh darling child;
you can't forget that day
can't erase it from your mind
everyone offers their prayers and moves on
But
you don't want prayers; you want action
you can't move on
oh scared child;
you scream and shout for change
but the adults all cover their ears
avoid the issue
call him lone wolf; troubled child
but you know what he really is
you know what it's going to take
so you scream and shout louder
hoping they'll finally hear you