Room 2992

Shatters, splinters, redrum shreds
thoughts and prayers reassemble heads?
smashes, bursts and blows apart
we send them here for a head start?
run, flee, create a desk-fort
at the first sound of the rifle's report

If the lack of mental health is causing murder in the class
then do what you always do and please get off your ass
find some money to invest in it
you've repurposed almost every bit
don't act like it evaporated
you thought only old Gingrich hated
spending money on the ill?
that elephant is never still

We need common sense reform!
as students bus to face a storm
of death-lead launched murderously
while falsely we cry, Liberty!
we love the freedom of the grave
that happy thing we freely gave
the Sioux, Kiowa and Seminole
their freedom fit in six foot holes
we spread that stuff around like Christ
and now third graders pay the price

That braying ass makes quite a row
yet when in power fails to show
supporters that they are committed
until more little heads are splitted
and then oh em gee let's all March!
our senators will take this torch
but don't you believe it for a minute
there are no campaign dollars in it
liking them 'cuz of right to choose
their passion is a fucking ruse

for if it meant the world to them
you'd need no Kevlar to study STEM
hither and yon, they clutch their pearls
hey look! it's Schumer, watch him hurl
some biting wit and dark sarcasm
while decapitated children spasm
Im sure they appreciate his wit
little hands twitching (just a bit)
when the mule has taken power
it wastes its legislative hours

If these words leave you disgusted
think but this, your head's not busted
into a fucking hundred sections
so go, begin your genuflections
kneel before your assault deity
just ignore the dead with gaiety

About this poem

Death at school

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Written on June 02, 2022

Submitted by BradyB999 on June 01, 2022

Modified on April 11, 2023

1:48 min read

Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,784
Words 354
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 6, 8, 10, 10, 10, 6

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  • Terry_2
    Very powerful message. Very graphic but it is a horrifying subject
    LikeReply1 year ago


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