Bailey Holt

Bailey Holt went to school this week,

In a quiet Kentucky town,

She didn’t come home, it’s sad to say,

A spray of bullets struck her down.

Another student, armed with a gun,

Went to school that day as well.

He pulled the trigger again and again,

Turning the campus into holy hell.

Bullets flew and young bodies fell,

Students ran in every direction.

Seeking shelter in the nearby woods.

Each hoping to avoid detection.

Bailey: a bright young girl of fifteen,

Had hoped to be a nurse one day.

But bullets fired in a high school quad,

Killed her dream there where she lay.

Two students dead, more left to die,

The numbers tell half the tale.

A community in shock, lives torn apart,

For society another epic fail. 

Let’s write to tRUMP, to Congress too,

New laws for Bailey must pass.

Please kindly take your “thoughts and prayers,”

And shove them up your ass.

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole