How can you say,
no child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells,
while you pave the road to hell.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream, when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye,
and tell me why....?
