A NIGHTMARE
A terrible nightmare recreated into real life
The accuracy of the shooters was as sharp as a knife
The orders of the government couldn’t be ignored
So death rates soared
Some people chose to fight
While others hid from the daylight,
The Crows Cawed
This place could only be saved by God
Human life will soon become history
But the future residents will only know it as a mystery
The pain of this Generation will become a simple theory
However, this present time will have to be eerie
The day sky could be easily mistaken for the night
Indeed, a foul sight
Hope is a Dream
And when people think it exists, their outcomes are their scream
Its so pointless
This atrocious time seems so endless
The government is out of control
Their cold-hearted soul
The Prime Minister says, “One, Two, Three!”
An air missile is set free
Nothing to do
They were all dead and you knew.
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