The Gunman's Show

Bullets piercing into newborn skin
Sin. Missiles propelled through wind
Airborne, destination heavy
Mission is given. Kill as many
Plenty, as they did your town
Frown. Take cover. Block the sound
Of stripped innocence, desperate cries
Oblige. As death tolls leap and rise.
Destruction. Moving on endless wheels
Who said its victims live to heal.
To feel. What's real, is all they know,
In shadow of the gunman's show.