I was small and helpless
A child in every way
The day it came and took my life
The day I went away
I looked up and it was there
Pointing straight at me
I tried to run but caught instead
A bullet, wild and free
They laid me in a coffin
My mother wept aloud
No comfort found was there for her
Among the sobbing crowd
You claim that I'm important
That I matter in this place
If that is true, then why was I
A victim of disgrace?
I should have been allowed to grow
To wander safe and sound
But death did come too soon and now
A child lies in the ground
Who caused this heartache? You may ask
I blame society
You chose the gun, and now I'm gone
Who will the next child be?
About the Creator
The Gen Z Entrepreneurial Revolution
It is hardly debatable that the world has always been run by a bunch of aging dinosaurs, mostly male, who refuse to allow the younger generation to bring about changes. Politicians and leaders everywhere refuse to release the reigns of creativity and leadership until they are dead or dying. It is time to give the young a chance to revolutionize and change the entire landscape of their existence. Those of us with one foot in the grave, so to speak, should wake up and realize that we are not the ones who will be living in the world in the years to come.
By Novel Allen7 days ago in Writers
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