Song: One Death Is A Tragedy Poem by Dave SmithWhite

'If you're hitting what you're aiming at..?
That's real gun control.'
And mounting deaths are just mere stats,
As blood stains freedom's soul.

While one death is a tragedy;
A million's just a meme.
As guns are useful gadgetry,
In every crazy's dream.

Another day, another horror;
A day of carnage, a day of terror.
Another day of crushing sorrow;
Not looking forward to tomorrow!

While one death is a tragedy;
Vast numbers are too hard.
We tune out in our apathy,
Unaffected and off-guard.

Another day, another crime.
Seems it's happening, all the time.
A day of mourning, as the world goes feral;
Of fiery warnings, and lives in peril.

While one death is a tragedy;
A million's just a trope.
If we can't dismiss it magically,
How on earth will we cope?

Another day of useless torture,
That burdens yet, an uncertain future.
Another day of gruesome pictures,
Of the needy poor, 'midst fabled riches.

While every death is a tragedy;
Statistics are a bore.
But one's final breath is tragically,
The one we can't ignore.

The one we can't ignore!