A Whacked-Out College Kid
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
--The Doors
A whacked-out college kid
Goes on a shooting spree
In Blacksburg, Virginia,
With a score to settle against
Everyone who snubbed him,
And they'll talk about it
Forever as to why he snapped
And why he was not
Screened out as the crazy
And the antisocial one
With bizarre patterns of
Behavior by the homeland
Security or the local law
Enforcement, but who could
Have known that his
Violent writings would
Reveal an enormous rage
That would explode?
And they'll compare it
To Luby's massacre
In Killeen, Texas,
And the shootings in
Columbine, declaring it
The worst mass murder
On a US campus,
And they'll try to keep
A vigilant eye on all the
Antisocial kids, who
Listen to death metal,
The ones who hate
The prom queens
And the jocks,
The ones who rant about
Whores and killing
Their significant others --
The ones who wear black
And lash out at the world
With their outspoken
"Fuck you, you fucking
Assholes!" --
For they will not join
Your pleas for unity
And conformity, bringing
God into the classroom --
No, they will tell you
To go fuck yourself with
All your wars and your
Religions, that imprison
The mind with guilt
And fear,
For the world is far
More dangerous
With the ones
Who are in charge.
April 17, 2007
Copyright © 2007 by Alexander Shaumyan