It may seem facetious to some when
I hum along to Pumped Up Kicks driving
To school but I’m just glad I’m surviving
Unlike the neighbor boy shot down at ten.
They fight to protect the number one threat
To life for kids in this country, but God
Forbid we allow that Drag show facade
To jeopardize our kids with that mindset.
I was only seventeen but afraid
Of my classmates I barely knew. I should
Not have been desperately begging for safety
Yet I hid beneath my desk as I prayed
To whatever god would listen and could
Bless me with the chance to live to eighteen.