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This is a drill, right? This isn't actually happening! Why is everybody pushing and shoving inside the class again? "Mrs. McKree, look at me, tell me why you're panicking?" She said, "Turn the lights off, and hide behind that cabinet!" That's when I heard four loud pops and then a crank A couple kids laughed and said that it's probably a student's prank Then my teacher mouthed the words, this is a live shooter Now he's blasting through the walls, gun shots cracked my computer I text my mother bye, preparing myself to die My little brother's down the hall, he calls, we both cry Thе call drops, six more shots, I play dead When I finally look around, thе blackboard's covered in red I cover my head in disbelief, praying for penance There's ninety seconds of silence, okay, maybe he's finished Then a stampede of feet and a voice forms in the light "If there's any survivors still here, run for your life!" Run for your life Run for your life Dead bodies, frustrated youth Generational gaps, perhaps traumas acute Don't shoot Was a beautiful night in Charleston and God is shining on us There to study scripture, [?] bible on us Less than an hour span before the shooting began Bullets flying in all directions, my husband can't even stand I shake his lifeless body, coughing the blood bubbles Then my son runs over, gets shot and crawls through a puddle I huddle over the child, becoming a human shield Nearly did suffocation, no supplication can yield I kneel behind the pews, my grandbabies confused I lay out flat on the stomach, the gunman's comin', don't move He shoots, just make belief that we're playing hide and go seek Then I hear his Timberlands creek, stops and then speaks "If there's any survivors, you can stay here as you grieve Just remember to tell my story", then he casually leaves The operator relays, "He might return out of spite! Grab your grandbaby right now and run for your life!" Run for your life Run for your life Dead bodies, frustrated youth Generational gaps, perhaps traumas acute Don't shoot Dead bodies, frustrated youth Generational gaps, perhaps traumas acute Epigenetics are embedded close to home Inherent violence to find has passed on through chromosomes The right and left side invest time in politics Through poli-tricks, and skip when the actual problem hits If the shooter's white, we weep, and wonder where the parents is If it's an Arab, label that perpetrator a terrorist How are you unaware of this? Where is the caution geared? Media punts publicly benefit from my fear Is it more gun laws, or is mental health the theme? My guess is that the answer is somewhere lying between We are a nation filled with Cowboys and Indians Cops and robbers, an obnoxious father to paint us in the inn We paint ourselves in the corner and limit truth Is it an epidemic or chickens coming to roost?
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