by Gil Hoy
I had a nightmare last night
A nightmare deeply rooted
in an American nightmare
Where churches and schools
theaters and city streets
were dying
Where military weapons
were firing into unsuspecting
innocent crowds
Tentwentythirtyfortyfifty
pigeons intheblinkofaneye
I awoke in a terrified sweat
as bleeding children wailed
and cried and screamed
While those to protect us tasked
slept soundly in their beds
A nightmare deeply rooted
in an American nightmare
I had a nightmare last night
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