I heard you died today.
No one told me but I heard it happen.
I hear it every (insert gun shot death statistic)
That blow, swish, and angst.
It’s in our classrooms, our grocery stores, our MLK Blvd’s, foreign countries, in our books, in our museums…in our homes and our hands.
The shot heard around the world, they say.
Hard to imagine why you had to go.
Hard to imagine why violence is the way.
Send help for us left on this side.
Help us defeat the gun.









