Washington 2^nd September

Once more the American nation cries

As more and more its citizen dies

These innocents as they walked the streets

Never thought their death would meet

Then the bullet from nowhere flies

It strikes the heart and another dies

But they cry we love our guns

Then say it loud when the blood it runs!

That means of death is let upon the street

So no surprise if it’s the Reaper you meet

What fools yes and stupid fools

To give to all those deadly tools

You think it’s ended you think it gone

Watch the news; there’s more to come

Cry not in sorrow show not your wrath

For it’s you America, that chose this path

Dedicated to all those civilians who have died by American guns