Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Cheering for basketball shooting
Crying about school shooting
Bread and circuses
Religion and media
Heavy hearts and light distractions
Outrage and powerlessness
We need not ask for whom the bell tolls
Or for whom the shooter aims
But why are the heavens still above
Why does the center still hold
When we know the rough beast
That has slouched to our schools
Again and again
Guns
All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God