A cry for momma

A gasp for breath

A slow deliberate

Unjustifiable death

A spark ingnighting

A black powder keg

Exploding in violence

How many more will be dead?

Before we take a moment

To stop and recognize

That often we believe

Evil malignant lies

Nothing new under the sun

This has happened before

To many different people

Different races; often poor

When the peasants rise

The aristocrats react

Whether with sword or guns

They will always attack

For we are not the rulers

They afford us no respect

Obedience and tribute

Is what they expect

Take a deep breath

Remember those who cannot

Our memories are short

But this cannot be forgot