Tori Lynn Smith
It is not right
To give up the fight;
To sit back and give up control.
It's not fair
To say not to care;
To ignore the burning in our souls.
No man should feel
A pain so real
As the whole world did that night
When evil came in
And killed innocent
And left the rest full of fright
Now they want to take
What will make us safe;
The bible and guns, Our only defenses
We all must pray
For the hopefully near day
When the world will come to their senses.
So raise up your fist
Say no to injustice
Break down the walls of hate.
God, Bring peace to this land
By the grace of your hand
And wipe clean America's slate.
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