Cory Cook - Madness

Mindless violence, another innocent silenced, so much gun violence, so many tears cut through the silence, another poor soul, just eleven years old, friends said he had a heart of gold, a prayer for him, as the angels sing, such a terrible thing, gunned down by a sinner, with satans grin. This horrific insanity, there will be no one to win. So many lives thrown to the wind. was it drugs? or a point to prove? are you any more macho? with innocents blood on your shoes? how did you ever choose? to pick up a gun, and shoot an aching mothers eleven year old son. If only we could sacrifice you, and let your madness be undone. C.J.C

For RJ

Cory Cook

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