They Can't Tell You Why? Poem by Dorsey Baker

The shooters come and shoot
but they can't tell you why?
bullets fly
people die
The shooters come and shoot
but they can't tell you why?
nobody knows
where or when
but all this bloodshed
its just got to end

The shooters come and shoot
bullets fly
people die
The shooters come and shoot
but they can't tell you why?
its a puzzle
that can't nobody solve?
what somebody somewhere
might be thinking of
they bury the bodies
and the people cry
The shooters come and shoot
but they can't
tell you why?