to write haiku is
to distill to perfection
with only three lines
after life (haiku)
believe in after
if there is none beyond this
does not signify
halls run with blood, red
brains and flesh smear locker doors
hearts beat the last drop
children creep and hide
a dark shadow haunts the school
bursts of bullets kill
soft crying stifled
will the nightmare never end? no, play dead,
be still
finally, silence
except the whispered pleas heard
to god, to anyone, please please
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