Year of Guns
The media shows us the truth
That we are no longer the youth
But soldiers in a war
Where bodies pile up on our school floor
Another year gone and done
The world still ruled by who holds the gun
Another innocent life disappears
Drowned by the gunsmith's cheers
Another mass shooting
People keep thinking it's their job to do the executing
The government continues to do nothing
While we continue trusting
We fear change
So we all become a target range
This poem is about:
Our world