Frank Bana


8 Kids A Day - Poem by Frank Bana

Taken away
Not educated
Clothed or fed
Let out to play
Or tucked in bed
8 kids a day
Allowed to bleed
From shattered bones
And screaming wounds
8 kids a day
Are blown away
Deprived of love
Removed from life
Exiled without
A word to say
Mourned where they stood
Burned where they lay
8 kids a day
Killed by the hands
That hold the guns
Since Newtown
In the USA


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013



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