No matter how hard
We try to protect our children,
Someone always has a vandetta
And decides to commit a sin.
Our children are innocent
They don't deserve this,
Getting caught in a shooting rampage
Seems none of them get missed.
Why can't these so-called parents
Sit back and just think,
How'd they like their children being murdered?
To then, be brought to the distrought brink.
Life doesn't seem to make sense
I wish it would all be stopped,
Love your children to the fullest
And not let any more, get dropped.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Oct.4/2006
This is dedicated to all those innocent children that have died in Canada as well as the United States, because of people that don't care about what they do, or who they hurt, in the process of their violence.