Shoot Em Up
By Joe Boston, PrimeTime and Behemoth
Attention Attention!, now class as she watched the stray bullet pass
Let out a gasp and replied "kids! that's today's lesson in math"
She grasped the necklace of her husband and her newborn
As she stared at the appearance of a scruffy face adolescent, trench coat with his shoes torn
He felt scorn toward everyone, this forced hatred would leave more than a dent
2nd graders reciting hail marys, typing "I love you Mom" in their phones got shot before the text message was sent
Superintendent now the principal, please help! Its proceeding to get physical
Police surrounding the area "he's in route near the cafeteria! do we have visual?"
Outside sets the candlelit ritual, he got the lunch lady hostage his personal human shield
Whatever happened to such a bright child, he was an A student and the star at Track n Field
Graphics too detailed sad that it had to end in Cold Blood
He yelled at the teacher "You Betrayed Me" and pulled out a friendship bracelet that read "Best Buds"
Hugs embraced i could bottle up the tears running down a young child's face
Memories of the words that'll forever haunt them "Don't Move or Else i'll kill everyone in this place!"
Hurry race to the safest exit seconds as another life is taken
Pictures stay permanent forever there's no erasing the reflection of no remorse on his face through the empty shell casing
Basing his life on problematic issues at home he felt everyone needed to be taught a lesson
We use to be afraid of a bad grade displayed on our report cards, now we stare down the barrel of automatic weapons
The day was over, done teaching for the day and left that afternoon,
...She thought, something doesn't feel right..
Thinking about that boy, always troubled, sits in the back of the classroom
At a moment's notice, He shouted, "I can change life with the pull of a trigger"
She thought he was joking...
Surely that was out of place, help for himself wasn't anything she would consider
Finally leaving the school, heading straight for her car
*BANG BANG BANG BANG*
The echoing sound of bullets were not too close, but not too far
mass chaos, parents find their kids and rush to cover
children in need, parents sacrifice themselves for the others
the teacher gets up on her feet, seeing no one is harmed,
opens the door, gets in, wondering where and if the gunman is unarmed
her heart racing, taking a deep breath, she sighs
the thought that she could've prevented this crossed her mind
her mind was foggy, yet her eyes couldn't get any clearer
she sees someone coming close, as she adjusts the rearview mirror
the object keeps coming close, she gets tense and she gasps
within a moment, the guy unmasks, it was the boy in the back of the class
*BANG*....
He tosses her body to the cement and gets into the driver's seat,
turns the ignition and kicks the gas, pass barricades where gunfire meets.
He turns up the music to ignore the sound of sirens closing in,
"There’s an evil feeling in our brains" ironic considering his honing sin.
As Metallica screams, the back windshield explodes from a gun,
catches him in the side, he's realized there's a big hole in his lung.
There's duct tape in a bag, this'll do till someone can stitch em up,
it hurts like hell but it's better than bleeding out in this bitch's pickup truck.
"Searching!!! Seek and destroy!!!" the boy begins to rave and shout,
trying to ignore the pain, trying to stay awake until he's made it out.
There's no plan though, and police are still hot on his trail,
he's lost feeling and his skin is pale, he swerves through the rail.
Crashes into the river, water so cold he can't help but shiver,
as his lip begins to quiver, blood and water in his lungs and liver.
He stares at a wolf on the shore, the wolf stares back at him,
and in that moment the boy finally feels a hint of happiness.
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