Wednesday, April 25, 2007

32 Originals

Mondays are hard for weekends are past
Doesn’t mean one would think it were their last
People got up in the early morning
Some went off without, others got warning
The hours that were to come
Were to cause a University to go numb
What were they to do, what were they to say
On this unthinkable tragic day
32 originals whose lives were full
Fell to the ground because of a broken rule
Surrounded by love created by their school
Taken away from them because of a single minded fool
The news cast the event in the blackest of light
The students tried to fight this with all their might
Soon the news was bored of the victim’s tellings
They wanted something…something more worth selling
Then the killer’s videos were received and shown
Over and over and over and over until there’s a united moan
The 32 originals deserve to be remembered more than his weird perspective
They deserve to be remembered individually and as a collective

2 comments:

Michelle said...

These poems are AWESOME!!!! To write about so many young people whom you never have meet before and still get accross them as a person is GREAT!! You are very talanted and a great writer.
GOOD JOB!!!!

heavensent2u said...

J Jammer, your poems are beautiful. I had not gotten to see that side of you before. Thanks.