The flags are at half-staff again.
And just like before we hear, horrified,
Of a shooter whose rage couldn’t be satisfied
Until some more innocent people had died.
So the flags are at half-staff again.
The nation’s in mourning again.
So Congressmen offer their thoughts and their prayers.
But they can’t hide the truth that not one of them cares,
Since none of the massacred children were theirs.
And the flags are at half-staff again.
The unthinkable happened again.
We’re told that the answer is more and more guns,
But the people who say that are never the ones
Who are burying their little daughters and sons
While the flags are at half-staff again.
We’re shocked and heartbroken again.
But the rest of the world doesn’t live with this fear.
So how the hell can it keep happening here?
And so many lives are lost year after year
As it happens again and again,
While the flags are at half-staff again.
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