Bang Bang…

Bang bang, they’re 
dead. Brush our
teeth, go to 
bed. Again
Tomorrow.
& the day
after. Bang bang,
they’re dead. Brush
our teeth, go
to bed. Day
in, day out.
We think, we
pray. Nothing
changed: A new
day: Bang bang,
more dead. 
& we all
pray: not mine,
oh God, not
mine. Thank God,
not mine! Brush
my teeth, think,
and pray, I
go to bed.

Tomorrow
bang bang, one
more dead. His
body a
shield, his name
Castillo, 
& his name
R. Howell.
A fucking
child, not a
shield, an
almost child
not a shield!
But we’ll all
go to bed.
Another
day, we’ll think.
Another
day we’ll pray.

Tomorrow:
Bang bang you’re 
dead! When will
this end? Will
I ever
scream, oh god,
he’s mine! God, 
he’s Dead! Bang
bang, we’re all: 
good as dead
Till we heal
Till we FEEL
Till we see
Till we change
Till we stop
Letting kids
die at school!
BANG BANG, HELLO!
OUR KIDS ARE 
DYING! BANG BANG!

#30minutepoetry