My Friend
Today, May seventh my friend heard gunshots
He saw blood on the ground
Two shooters
Brought a kid unto their end.
He knew them by name
One was a friend
Shot eight more.
Eight lay bleeding
Our country says nothing
I saw headlines on youtube
Horror shot through me
My friends heart?
Might not be beating.
Some aren't so lucky
One didn't make it
The world doesn't know
Another soul was lost
Like some scene on a show.
It's days before he graduates
He couldnt make it through
Without a nightmare come true
Will they take a moment for the voice grown cold
or will they brush over the name like nothing?
I'm the only one who was shocked
Didn't hide my tears at the horror
My own mother avoided
Said nothing when I told her
The world said nothing
I will.