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Too many my love

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We are just a bunch of flying monkeys to the elites.

Too many my love

Spring has sprung you can feel it in the air    
Birds chirping    
Squirrels throw acorns from the tree tops    
Breakfast in their bellies, backpacks on    
First day back from Easter vacation    
Get in line drop them at the curbside    
Hugs and kisses before I go    

Off to the office, paperwork and meetings    
Then, an emergency message on the radio    
Shots fired!    
My children’s school!    

I drive back in terror    
Are they hiding under tables    
Or in a closet 27 full    

Barriers and police, I can’t get near the building    
I embrace my daughter from her teachers arms    

Policeman tells me “your son is gone”    

Local politician  comes up to me    
Says ‘Our thoughts and prayers are with you”    
Hold her tight now don’t you worry    
See there, the good guys are here to save them    

You see it was an angry man, not his gun!    
You see it was an angry man, not his gun!    
You see!  IT WAS AN ANGRY MAN! NOT HIS GUN!    
YOU SEE!!     IT WAS AN ANGRY MAN!!!       NOT HIS GUN!!!!    

My daughter asks in a soft and quiet voice    
“How many angry men are there daddy”    
As my heart falls apart inside me    
I cry “Too many my love”    

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    1. This is my worse nightmare.
      I’m so glad my kids have graduated from school but then I realize what about all the other parents just getting started.
      School is a whole different animal now. So not fair for the next generation of kids.
      Great write.

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