Shooting Him For The World To See

There have been a lot of killings in the news this year, these past few months, weeks and days. It hurts me to the core. Yet I still pray hope and believe things will get better. I decided to write a song. This is my song I rewrote to the melody of the Fugees "Killing Me Softly". I am not a singer, but I will try to or maybe get someone to sing it for me and post the video. This is how I feel about the killings.

You changed their lives in one second

Shell casings found gunshots heard

Shooting him for the world to see

Snuffed out his life with your actions

Shooting him for the world to see

A black man was killed today, for his family I pray

Please help the family be strong, as they begin to grieve

As they are left with memories, because bullets claimed his life

You changed their lives in one second

Shell casings found gunshots heard

Shooting him for the world to see

Snuffed out his life with your actions

Shooting him for the world to see

People are enraged with anger, as they march in a crowd

Please see the hurt in their eyes as they cry and shout out loud

Our demand is simple it’s not much,will you please stop killing us

You changed their lives in one second

Shell casings found gunshots heard

Shooting him for the world to see

Snuffed out his life with your actions

Shooting him for the world to see

The family members scream

Whyyyyy? Whyyyyyyyy?

Why? Why? Why? Why?Why? Why?

Please Tell Me

Whyyyyy? Whyyyyyyyy?

You changed their lives in one second

Shell casings found gunshots heard

Shooting him for the world to see

Snuffed out his life with your actions

Shooting him for the world to see

You changed their lives

Shell casings found gunshots heard

Shooting him for the world to see

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