Hate Vs. Love-In Response To Virginia Tech Killings Poem by Daniel Murphy

As bullets hit their bodies
And the blood begins to flow:
It really makes me wonder
Who’s next in line to go?

Body counts keep rising
Yet the gun remains in keep.
What will it take for this to end?
Will the blood persist to seep?

This love affair with arms
Is causing too much pain.
From Columbine to Virginia Tech
This loss is so insane.

My heart is being torn
With each death that I hear.
What waste of life, it makes me cry
I do, I really care.

And as we shake in disbelief
In thinking what a shame.
We ought to ask ourselves
Who really is to blame?

With silly laws allowing so much
And fools that have control.
The worst is so apparent
I wonder what’s my role?

Should I rise against the wrong?
And will you back me too?
It’s a mystery where to start
But let’s bite off more than we can chew.

It all brings me back to the Amish town
Where those little girls were slain.
The eldest girl: she was their shield;
And so, a bullet to the brain.

Dunblane is where another crime
Of madness with a gun.
Killed countless little children
As they began to have their fun.

So, I’m wishing for a new start
One that doesn’t make us dread.
Where love is our protector
And we can safely go to bed.