a poor kid gets picked on by his peers <br />exposing his worst fears <br /> <br />everybody is his enemy; there is nobody for him <br />he tries to tell his parents but they just ignore him <br /> <br />every night tears flow down his cheeks <br />...then he cries in his sleep <br /> <br />it's not fair that he be treated so cruel <br />so he packs a gun to school <br /> <br />said he's reached his breakin' point <br />then he starts blowin' up the joint <br /> <br />he pulls the trigger with a gleam in his eye <br />and watches blankly as his bullies die <br /> <br />the cops arrive and shout out orders <br />the kid reloads and jets down the corridors <br /> <br />the school is now a killing field <br />he grabs a teacher and uses her as a shield <br /> <br />bullets rain, blood splatters the walls <br />students cry and students crawl <br /> <br />a couple of SWATs get into the building <br />only to find the youth had killed him- <br /> <br />self. <br />he looks to the skies <br /> <br />with the same blank look in his eyes <br />and the whole community acts surprised <br /> <br />i ain't surprised one single bit <br />what happened to this kid was straight up bullshit <br /> <br />no one had to die because he wasn't accepted <br />but everybody made him feel neglected <br /> <br />it's getting so bad and it's getting so scary <br />that packing a gun to school is necessary <br /> <br />and i don't give a damn about the expense <br />my kid is packing a gun to school for self-defense <br /> <br /> <br />1993<br /><br />Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-defense/
