Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Society in the Crosshairs

They must unelect
Cancel the decisions
Others made
For they have a mission
Chosen to lift their voice
From the depth of their being
Making a choice
They heard a noise
Inside their head
They cannot try
To unsee what is seen
So they place their hope in
A crosshair
A gun
A trigger pulled
To change the day
To pay us back
Our hopes are dulled
They mock society
That they despise
They scoff
They laugh
Every time they kill
Society cast them off
Shut them out
Long before
They acted
But they had no doubt
They were called
They were the ones
To right the mistakes
Others made