Before Tonight

Before tonight’s tragedy

I believed their guidance

I believed it didn’t make sense

Menace, carnage

You said they were paths

To demolition and ignorance

As you cautioned them came graceless quietness

I could only mill over implications

When you gently raised your hands

Peace! Peace! I whimpered

Oh, but the product was much graver

I could only mill over implications

When you gently raised your hands

I could only mill over implications

When you gently raised your hands

Their guns had fired

And what could you do?

I could only mill over implications

When you gently raised your hands

I could only mill over implications

When you gently raised your hands