"PUT DOWN THE GUNS"
February 11, 2021
On the 3rd day of the month after June
Our lips were singing a famliiar tune
Salt was poured into an open wound
Two lives were taken from us much too soon
Before we could see how their flower would bloom.
On the 3rd day of the 7th round
Our ears heard a familiar sound
Another tragedy struck this town
Two mothers will wear black gowns
Two brothers will be planted into the ground
And, our hearts will gain a thousand pounds.
On the 3rd day of July
There was nothing good about good-bye
As tears fell from raining eyes
And, our heads were lifted towards the sky
To find an answ...