The violence continues. Mental illness again had won out with a boy who was pissed
The world was against him, it offered no hope and he felt completely dissed
The anger had started early and eventually turned him into a social outcast
The memories were vivid. The slights and hurt of not fitting in were flooding in from the past
Current leadership constantly emphasizes your hopes and dreams are hindered by those who have it better
The loathing started in elementary school with the taunts and snickers. Yes, he heard them all and the hatred began to fester
Hiding his face in his pillow at night all he saw were the kids laughing at him
He knew one day he’d be the one laughing when the blood is draining from their wounds and their life light begins to dim
Current leadership has allowed violence to be celebrated as a way for social change
What difference is it to kill a baby a day before birth or gun them at nine as reasoning has crossed the line to deranged
Having passed the eighteenth year of mental abuse, both real and imagined, the mandatory purchase of the gun was now logical
The gun had been calling for action since it was purchased. It was time to right all the wrongs even though the hurt was all psychological
It was time to act. The TV coverage would be huge and everyone would remember his act for years to come
Entrance to the school was easy. Everything was unlocked and no one was armed, he smiled as he flicked the safety off with his thumb
The violent society had rewarded another tragedy and all should be horrified as leadership looked and sounded sincere
But leadership will point their fingers and continue to prioritize violence. Property damage and assault is okay, killing babies is approved but killing children is too severe
An Observer of Life in Bad Poetry 