who do you blame?
the one that caused the other 32...
or the 32 causes for that one...
we blamed the insaned...
we blamed the "deceitful charlatans"...
we blamed the government...
we blamed the "debachering rich kids"...
when there was no one else to blame...
we blamed ourselves...
not because of self-actualization or enlightenment...
but because there was simply no one else to point and react at...
how did the the arms race between nations seep into the fundemental roots of our society...
no longer an arms race for freedom and justice...
but an arms race for survival and greed...
in this race of arms, who wins?
how do we undo a wrong against 32...
when we can't even undo the wrong of one...
there is just too much to be forgotten, just too little to be forgiven...
but if we start, we might get there somehow...
the last thing they heard were gunshots...
the last thing they saw was blood...
no one thought that their last day would come...
until he came around...
VT is a pungent reminder of what little humanity has become...
i refuse to live in a world ruled in arms...
an irony i refuse to admit...
for in a year's time counting down, i'll be carrying one...
i wish i had the courage to reach out...
to anyone who needs the help...
i doubt that i'll be any salvation...
but a hand to pull you up...
a history like this cannot be repeated we keep telling ourselves...
we'll try, we'll work, we'll warn, we'll swear, we'll even do our best...
this will never ever happen in the future...
wait, when was columbine again?
how many more people do we have to loose...
before everyone can see...
in this society of arms races...
no one will ever win...
as i watch videos and footages on youtube and BBC...
i can only imagine...
the horror of each gun shot fired in the background...
was is thirty two or thirty three?
we wish we may, we wish we might...
to have this dream we wish tonight...
wish away the tears and pain, memmories we want to forget...
wish for a special place, that one day we'll find our way back home...
how do you find closure, amongst this tragedy...
when all we end up seeking, is another cause for suffering...
we'll try our best to pick up the pieces, even if time refuse to bend...
how long do you think we'll ever need? one lifetime or eternity?
we'll never know what it felt like, being the last 33...
were they filled and sick with anger? or were they ready for peace?
now that we have laid them down, its time for us to believe...
that difference will soon come along, and that is what we all need...
because even thousands of miles away...
i can feel it...
i have to believe its bigger than us...
if not, then is this it?
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