once upon a time

DUNBLANES LAMENT  

Knock it down, knock it down.
The cry went around.
Sweep it up, sweep it up
lest we weep in the dust.
Sixteen dead in Dunblane town.

A mother listens at the door for the footfalls of her child.
Thomas Hamilton has decreed she shall hear them no more.
Tear it down, tear it down.
The bloody gymnasium, bulldozer it.
We can't handle the reminder.

Sixteen dead knock it down.
Sweep it up lest we weep in the dust.
Dear God just knock it down.
Bury George Hamilton deep in the ground.
Sixteen innocence's swept away.
One man's hatred murdered a future generation.  


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