Flags at half mast,
children dying,
the pop-pop of bullets
shatter the silence.
Guns terrorize our land.

When will the madness cease,
assassins put away their guns
and pick up a paint brush instead?

Set your spirit free.
Let it splash across your empty page,
colors of freedom and peace.

I hear the young say,
“Never again.”
Listen to their voices.
Let violence cease.
Grow a soul of peace.