It has been said by prose and by rhymes
That we're living in dangerous times.
  People think that a gun
  Is a toy to have fun
And don't think before they commit crimes.

The worst type of these crimes, to date,
Have been the school shootings of late.
  A malevolent teen
  Takes a killing machine
To end the lives of his classmates.

The most recent occurrence which we know
Was the shooting down in Colorado.
  In a violent attack,
  Two students dressed in black
Had prepared to put on a grim show.

Wearing trenchcoats to hide their intent,
In they went on a criminal bent.
  Shotguns, rifle, and handgun
  Were there as they planned one
Awful event which none could prevent.

Having planned out this rash use of force,
They killed without seeming remorse.
  Bullets flew and then struck,
  Wounding those with good luck
(Death would be the less fortunate course).

After twelve of their classmates had died,
The two boys committed suicide.
  But detectives then found
  Many bombs on the grounds
Which the two had undoubtedly supplied.

Enough power to kill a whole school
Was collected in that weapons pool.
  What could cause a young man
  To adopt such a plan
So abhorrent, disgusting, and cruel?

People say it's because they were Goth;
Trouble lures them like lights lure a moth.
  Do we really propose
  To assign guilt by clothes,
For depressed people dressed in black cloth?

Other school gunmen may wear a hat,
Yet nobody points fingers at that.
  We just naturally assume
  That dark colors mean doom;
Almost racist, the logic falls flat.

Some blame today's violent society
For these terrible acts of notoriety.
  On the tube or big screen
  Clips are commonly seen
Which create some amount of anxiety

People shooting each other and more,
As blood runs from their flesh to the floor.
  Kids think killing's a game,
  Shows like this are oft blamed
For excessive portrayals of gore.

Arcade games have a similar trend,
Where to kill is the game's final end.
  But this isn't the cause
  Of society's flaws,
It's a symptom to which we can't tend.

For the art just reflects real life,
And mirrors our pre-existing strife.
  To ameliorate
  Our society's fate
We must strike at the troubles more rife.

What precisely these are, we can't say.
No root cause has been found to this day.
  But if we do not act
  In attempts to combat
This problem, it will not go away.