Please

Woke up, 6:00, momma yelling
she told me hurry or i'll miss pancakes,
I dashed down in a hurry.
She looked at me all funny,
"What are you looking at momma?"
"Baby, you forgot your hair"
Oh crap and i run back up.

Me and momma been pretty tight
as close as bestfriends can be.
She's my comfort when the tides roll in,
i'm safe when she's near.
But when she leaves i'm a floating wind,
gone and carried without end.

Me and her have this routine,
I wake up and eat, she will play my song in the car.
Even though my annoying brothers yell,
she jams out with me.
THis morning was no different,
Beyonce blasted my ears.
I wave goodbye to momma,
never knowing that was my last.

I meet sam and carl,
we are walking to 3rd period.
We hate our gym class,
but with eachother, there's nothing we can't conquer.
'TIl we heard them.
BANG!BANG!BANG!
Blasting like the speakers this morning.

Wr chance a glance down the second hallway,
and a dash of color painted the dull halls.
Red, fresh blood,
that moment we knew to run.
I tried momma I really did,
But my legs didn't go fast enough.
My body gave up.

I fell down and touched my chest,
it felt wet and then i saw it,
red, the same color on the walls.
AT that point i knew it was too late,
BUt i cried for you momma.

PLease government, hear our desperate cries.
Please don't leave my momma sad,
because i know she can't take it.
She will take to drinking,
she hated the idea before, but now,
this idea seems just as fine as letting that shooting happen.
Daddy won't move from his chair,
sports could be running and he could not care.
He will be stuck with what he had of me,
when it should be me stuck with what i had of him.
My brothers won't be able to live that way,
imagine them watching their parents dig their graves.

So please government,
ensure moms don't have to worry about their kids.
School should be a safeplace,
not a graveyard of broken cries.