For Virginia Tech
The chorus is out
fell here fathers
for our America
In drums and stillness of European fields
here fell our brothers
for shadow America
Behind locked doors and towers, stall the bells
And our children fall
for ghost America
proceedings in lines
ghettos in colours
forgetting of cares
Schoolroom egos
silent screams
rattling hastily
Well a south mourns
prayers forgotten
not all white is quiet and alright
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