Hands wrapped tightly around the glock
One slight twitch of the finger could send this world into shock
Everyone is silent, holding their breath
Fearing the moment they meet their death
Why are our lives placed in their hands?
In the leaders who refuse to understand
Power-hungry and bloodthirsty
I hope our Maker shows more mercy
Maybe our afterlife will be better than this
I hope that in darkness we find true bliss.