Massacre Nursery Rhyme

by Rachael Young   Dec 16, 2005


Bang there was silence
And a scream once more
Dead bodys lying
Bloody on the floor

Crawling across the room
Hidden in corruption
The murders as a child
are like a volcanic eruption

I load the gun one more time
And get read to shoot
A cry of pain
All sound is mute

A leg missing
A Hole in the head
A bomb and grenade
And the children are dead

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