The day of Valentine

A beautiful hour

But it quickly turned sour

Within a few hours

It was the last day

when a boy saw his girl

Or when a little sister saw

Her sister’s power

They lost a loving teacher

Who protected his students

And yet we still argue

If they should get ammunition?

17 flowers

17 lives

Their dreams, hopes and ambitions

Withered like time

Who was it to blame,

The man

The school,

Or our system?

What is it to do

Arm the teachers?

Take away our arms?

Whatever we do,

It is our power

To the students of Parkland

We may not be able to give empathy

But we stand with you

And hold our stems for the flowers that died

To the students of America,

We must fight for what is right

Whatever we think makes our

Nation stronger

To our politicians  

Making our laws

Decisions must be made wisley

To see betterment in our cause

The day of Valentine

A beautiful hour

But it quickly turned sour

Within a few hours