Thoughts of a Shooter
A/N: This is based on the brainchild kidnapped from my friend John. I'm sorry buddy! <3 Original(ish because I can't remember it exactly) phrase: "A kindergartner school, some napping, shoot them first." I hope you guys enjoy the poem!
An elementary school
Some napping
The other ones playing
All of them enjoying
The first day of school
Shoot them first
Click-Click BANG
A young woman
Who just graduated college
This is her first day on the job
She's always loved teaching kids
Shoot her first
Click-Click BANG
A young man
Shielding his students with his body
Pictures of his parents, grandparents,
His wife, his kids,
His big sister and two younger brothers
All in his wallet
Shoot him first
Click-Click BANG
A fourth grader
Screaming in the corner
Shouting for his mommy and daddy
Who never really loved him
Shoot him first
Click-Click BANG
A principal
Calling 911
Hoping if he dies today
That his teenage son
With the scars on his arms and a broken mind
Knows he's sorry for beating him
And his mama last night
Shoot him first
Click-Click BANG
A mother
Who had come to eat lunch with her son
Screams as children fall around her
Like droplets of red rain
Standing beside the fallen young man and woman
Holding the body of her child
Shoot her first
Click-Click BANG
A kindergartner
Running through the halls
Looking for her big brother
Who's in fourth grade
And is already gone
Shoot her first
Click-Click BANG
Blood and insides coat the walls
Like demented birthday decorations
I smile to myself
Not really knowing what I have done
What lives I have destroyed
A foot moves
Shoot it first
Click-Click BANG
Sirens are wailing
And it all begins to come back to me now
I close my eyes
And I know that it is time to go
I'm sorry I let you down mom
Shoot me last
Click-Click BANG
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