Things that happened in Sandy Hook,
Is nothing you read about in a book,
As children are the face of purity,
They were all shot at around 9:30.
And as I am here and my sister was there,
I pray to god asking her life to spare,
She was eight years old,
And saw a bloody body;dead and cold.
I wish I could steal those memories from her mind,
And replace it with something generous and kind.
Who could do such a thing?
The thoughts in my head make my eyes begin to sting.
27 were killed,
18 children permanently stilled,
As bullets fly down the hall,
I stay by a phone, waiting for her call.
I'm thankful she's ok,
And hope those involved pay,
This event was worse than colombine,
This carnage caused by swine.
And when she was there,
And I was here,
There was nothing I could do,
Far away trapped in a code blue.
