- Elementary Schools bear a strange allure
- Blood on the chairs, and blood on the floors
- Children hiding behind locked doors
- In Elementary Schools where they’re supposed to be secure
- Children huddled, crying sweet and pure
- Cowering, Fearful and unsure
- Wondering & hoping when this will end
- and then the sudden sound of bullets again.
- Here is a place supposed to be safe
- How do we even begin to explain
- This strange allure that brings unstable humans
- And won’t let mama’s babies go home again.
