Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Let's send you into the lions den with a little thought & prayer,
 I'd like to see how well you do with bullets flying everywhere.
Our children are dying, you have blood on your hands, there must be a change, it's time to listen to our demands. 
The time has come, we all know what needs to be done. Stop these weapons from getting into the hands of our young.
Policing our schools, being guarded by a guns, will only put more fear into our little ones. 
Have you no soul not to see what's going on? Shame on you, something has to be done.