Look at this tragedy cherry red and well
glossed look at this tragedy a child's face the eyes doused
in old folks' chemicals look
at this tragedy the wheels still spinning under
broken pine the sap rising the gas pooling the blood
falling look at this tragedy she's crowning she's alone
she's screaming look
at this tragedy the dog pulls but the iron holds and the
water rises the hurricane nears look at this
tragedy one toy gun in a park three real bullets no
CPR then a dead kid look at this tragedy her fists
again at her head she can't process anything but her
fists look at this tragedy look this
too can be yours