Once again pure white
snow is stained red
Students falling to their
knees learning of their dead
The hallowed halls hear screams
of terror and fear
As the black dressed man unloads
his weapons at kids we hold dear
The demons that pursue him cause
him to act inhumanely to his peers
Bringing death and destruction
An end to dreams that
will last for years and years
This story has been told over and over
The same player...a loner, on medication,
no close friends, dresses in black and
loves guns
People come forward shaking their heads,
this was not the fellow we knew
he was quiet, he was a good son
His father is shaken to his very core
You can certainly see that as he stands
by his door
Pleading with cameras to be left alone
how could he know what is unknown
Sandi..2/15/08
