Statistics

POP

Another firecracker shot drops,

Heavy

Hot

Turning what is into what is

Not.

Tearing through the years that had been,

Through the years that were,

And through the years that would be,

Life dismissed with a bang,

And then the quiet exhale of a sigh

Leaving behind the question:

Why?

As another child dies,

As another parent cries,

And goes home

To only silence,

And the heavy ringing of an unanswered question.

21.8 per thousand

Which is twice the national average

Welcome to the land of the midnight sun.