Monday, February 25, 2013

Touched by a Psycho

We were not the ones to choose,
to bring that pain into our schools.
We filled those halls with laughter,
learning and memories...
This was a place where innocence
ran so free.
The punishment now falls upon us,
with guards and locks and no more trust.
We can barely ever enter in,
we've become treated like society's sin.
Cupcakes to share with classmates? ...
"Leave them on the table please,
place a paper and a name and we will see to them."
Can't they see?
Don't they feel?
These are our children.
Our love is still real.
We want to be allowed in.
We need to be a part of them.
Their innocence will always remain,
wether set free or locked in.
Its us you hurt by treating with less pride.
Are we not still, the person you smiled with?
Laughed with, talked with?
When did we become the Enemy?
Those were people and places we didn't even know..
So why is it that these lives become so....
...... touched by a Psycho?



@s.ray 2-25-2013

 

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