Seventeen

Did seventeen people need to die No more to love, or laugh, or cry A historical psychological report vaguely apportions away the blame from those, the clinically insane So who's to blame? The guns & ammo mega mart ‘ten to ten thirty’ with one early start and when we add your discount on your 556 is two for one This will keep you safe from harm and fill you with an inner calm constitutionally exercising your right to bear arms But the pride and the bigotry warmly embrace the flawed ideology you seem to crave The frequent excursions out to the range the pictures, the comments, the posts that you make And all of the guns with the turn of a key just to protect your liberty, you've quietly collected and put in one place and no-one’s quite sure what you've got in your safe And yesterday for no reason at all, you invited yourself and you guns back to school and killed a few people, who never knew why the rhyme or the reason why they had to die The sheriff slightly hesitates as he again reciprocates The actions that he must enforce the same bloody story, the same tragic course The sadness for the families loss the justice served at any cost changes to amendments asked then voted on, but never passed and now the second one's a farce a faded parchment from the past protected so its words will last ironically, behind a big thick sheet of bulletproof glass. Drew