Life through the eyes of these MP5's,
Two indiscriminate killers are their victims' demise-
Colleagues and co-workers, through corridors and class,
The deadly tone of gunshots and the shattering of glass.
The guns smile violently as they spill round after round
And fatal bullets rip the flesh of the victims they have found.
A school left in horror, attendance at an all-time low,
The helpless killers' only choice their only way to go.
The standards are high and no-one's made the grade,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem