Suffer The Children.

The gun so mightier than the sword,
Our forefathers rights to fight with guns
A bully, simply not ignored,
Now murders all our daughters and our sons

We fight for rights that strike our core,
Chant our slogan 'protect and self defense!',
We need these guns and that's for sure,
Or modern life will make no earthly sense.

But count the broken dreams you see,
Cry not of how your rights have been impeded,
But surely tears for you and me,
A show of force where only love and learnings needed.

Keep your guns, keep your weapons all,
Keep your cult of killing for the killings sake,
Children sit beside him as you fall,
For all the pain you're feeling God will take

For at his side in heaven you will surely be
No fear of harm nor tears will know your name
Your eternal light will shine for all to see
Your shattered earthly bodies free from pain

And yet the killing still continues at a pace
No lessons learnt from children previous floored
For killing has but one true earthly face
That bully so much stronger than the sword.

No excuse, there is no reason there is less rhyme
Hide your heads in shame and seek some guidance true
Don't let me hear you whine,
The killing fields so named by me and you.