Shooter

he shot up two rooms full of children

he could have shot up a glass bottle
or two at the end of the dirt road nearby

but he did not

he could killed a bottle of vodka instead
of killing an entire generation of offspring

he could have drunk himself
into a stupor instead of drinking
away their collective life force

he thinks this day will live in infamy

but this wasn’t an attack
on the home soil
by a foreign power

this was an attack of cowardice
by a man who couldn’t self-medicate
like the other knuckleheads in that locale

there is no other conclusion to make
is that he should have committed the act
on himself and nobody else

there is no other way to say it,
he had to make his own version
of that common narrative

he didn’t want to left out of that
exclusive club, the one where the
mass shooters are looked on with
sick fascination

it won’t matter anyway,
nobody will remember the children
because that one name will be remembered

the one called shooter

Reviews

[Tasha]

These tradegy's are do sad. Your words are powerful and true.

There are so many other things people can do with their lives than the unnecessary.

Such a strong write, there are no other words to say.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks Tasha.

[Tasha]

No problem.

[Hayley]

So sad, the tragedy. I've been doing a lot of reading up on it.
In my psychology class we learned that about 29% of people over 18 in the US have a mental disorder, whether they know it or not.
Either way, a very emotion-driven piece.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks Hayley.

[kublakhan27]

So true...I don't even know how else to respond...you said it here...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, KK. I appreciate that.

[Ed Hart]

every act is behavior, every act casts a vote

[Kenneth The Poet]

So true, Ed. Thank you.

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~ very powerfully expressed, monsieur ken...

"he didn’t want to left out of that
exclusive club, the one where the
mass shooters are looked on with
sick fascination"

~ this stanza is very insightful...

~ this sick fascination is so rampant that people don't stop spreading their sickness... they encourage all kinds of venting of frustration in the name of art... and once they appreciate that art whether it's in the form of cinema or literature or crude discussions, they create an atmosphere where the young become delusional and try to make life resemble art...

~ their excuse is that frustration shouldn't be kept bottled up inside... well, this is what happens when expressing it is encouraged...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Agree with you so much. Thank you.