The temple of learning,
the gates breached

the garden of fun,became the burial ground

to settle  down scores ,the innocence massacred

Their books never to be read,the toys never to be played with

the hands that would never hug, would never work

words  never to be articulated, to rage nor comfort

boys will never become men,girls never to become women

innocence frozen in death

dreams snuffed at the hands of men who have lost their soul

the blood rushed out to witness the heartless attack of barren men

one more number to be engraved , the survivors carrying the cross

paid the price for naught things they did

the thirst of blood was paid in full by innocence

west winds bear witness to massacre

the lofty heavens bear witness to their sacrifice

men with soul bear witness to this macabre crime

rise as a tidal wave to wash out soulless beings that exist…