The Deep Dark Mirror

How many is too many?
How many people must die?
How many mothers must bury babies,
Never understanding why?

Death stained movie theaters,
Blood soaked, bullet ridden schools,
Teary prayers cried; nothing changes
As we stand around arguing like fools.

They’re crazy, they’re terrorists,
Something inside them just snapped.
What do we do to escape
This madness in which we’re all trapped?

Time is rapidly running out,
The day is coming nearer
When we collectively as a species
Must take a cold hard look in the mirror.