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*trigger warning.Dozens of boys and girls
Went to school like any other day.
They never imagined their worlds
Would turn into chaos and disarray.
The time where relationships and homework
Were the most important issues.
They never imagined lying in dirt
Alongside
It was a normal day, except for their wounds
Spilling the same blood splattered throughout the hall.
The bullet shells scattered across classrooms
And their phones stilled against calls.
They never thought they wouldn't make it home
And why would they expect to be shot down
Never to see their loved ones again?
The sound of a gun is the last sound
They hear and not their favorite songs.
Dozens of boys and girls, gone before their time,
Joining this new trend - this new wave -
Of schools being converted into slaughterhouses.
If you listen close, you can hear them crying from their graves.
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They play with guns not with dolls shoot the balloons or football learning licences issued at home no fees no call Video gaming is mentor don't whip as hunter you keep pen or gun crash car or pole kill men or foes you keep gun you rule men as in war in Ukraine inferno pleasure war mongering allies, destroying missiles shooting tanks cluster n hypersonic fangs, troops of Wagner n hired men quote Vanga ask Cassandra n Nostradamus NATO arms dealing Europe is burning not Sino or US whimsical Zar mighty dynamite troops n plants lives in capsule fly in castle filth n smoke man blasted volcanoes the doomsday will arrive they fly in space air or submarine who will worry God or men but I reckon US is in disdain. Kamal Kishore Sharma Behind Hotel Midtown Sneh Nagar, Ward no 27 Balaghat(MP)India 481001 +91 9424614441 shamkk53@gmail.com
Jul 28, 2023
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