April is the Cruelest Month
This is the story of gunman Cho,
his illness was a decade old.
Nikki kicked him out of class,
most who knew him called him crass.
Medicated but not committed, gun store owner
had no reason to deny requested Glock.
Cho took schizophrenic to a new low,
stigmatizing those below and above
the firing line, another American day of shock.
Insurance assures little for the mentally ill,
less for those who refuse their pills.
Already a group that’s looked at askance:
homeless veterans past their last chance,
excitable piano teachers shaking rage,
latter-day composer in her apartment-cage,
artist trapped by Vincent’s story,
paints orange and blue, then suicide.
Count Cho’s dead, so sad, so gory.
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