Never Again

• Julia Dickerson, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2018

Another one down. Only 20 more left. Lying there, with their eyes wide open, left alone, somewhere.
Their limp body continuously falling, with no regret from the people that did it to them, they just forget.
They forget the thousands of people trying to fight for their country and they just went bang, thought it was alright.
The sound of it still ringing in those alive, gunshots firing everywhere, running, trying to survive.
And they just went bang. Their lifeless body gone.
And they believed it was alright. They believed they could move on.
And they did. They forgot. Because…they shot and they shot thousands of others, until none were left on their spot.
Because they just went bang. They left them under an overhang.
Bang bang bang. Three words we never want to hear again. Bang bang bang.