In the quiet of the class room
With little children are sitting at bay
Where death of those children will be soon
These little ones have no say
Where the disturb minds will play
Taking innocence lives in their games
Hunting and killing their prey
The kills in his life has no names
Where he has no is no remorse no care
Just kill as many as they aim their gun
Killing of a little child seems so unfair
But in those twisted minds this is their fun
Who do we blame the gun laws
Or the health care for the mentally insane
Lets blame both, because the system has flaws
For if one child dies, we all are to blame
Until we get up and fight for justice and stop with the lie
That our silent rooms can remain safe spots
There will be more slaughters and more children will die
Until we can hear silence, not the roar of
"GUNSHOTS"