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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