![]() Three shots of whiskey..A Poem by Coyote Poetry![]() I am too sad. Someone killed three college kids at Michigan State. Someone killed four college students in Idaho and someone killed three college students at University of Virginia.![]() Three shots of whiskey. 1- I did cry for strangers. Someone killed beautiful faces. Someone killed our children. Just babies in life. I can't think, I can't write. I can just pray for the families. They won't see the beautiful faces of their children, no-more. 2- Tonight I am drinking the whiskey alone. I pour three fingers of the Irish whiskey. I tell the night. I hope the people murdered, I pray they found a better place. I drink a finger of the whiskey. And I tell the night. I don't understand. 3- I look at the photos of children who were murdered by the gun. I raised the second finger of the whiskey to the sky. I asked God. Why? They killed babies, just beginning their lives. I drink the second finger of the whiskey. 4- I can't write, I can't think. I feel helpless. I raised the third finger of the whiskey. I drink the whiskey and I tell the quiet night. When will we learn? Every life is so important. Please spirit of life and death. Tell the beautiful children. We remember them. Coyote
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