Twenty dead so far……..

 

I wonder if they get an extra mark

For killing kids or snuffing babies out?

On their twisted scale of staff incentives,

Perhaps their bonus swells at all such scalps;

Perhaps their backs are slapped at each week’s end.

They say that talks for peace are well on track,

But we see little sign of it round here.

We feel the foul, malignant breath of beasts,

As playgrounds and their like become fair game.

We sense a cockeyed competition

Behind this gleeful slaughter of the young.

Does someone climb a rung more up the ladder

For notching unlived lives upon their slate;

Are all, in fact, victims of performance?