Forecasts In Gray

Upon my door,
Comes a desperate knock.
Who is it? I ask,
Before I turn the lock.

Answers back a voice,
Full of urgency and fear,
Call 9-1-1,
A girl's been shot out here.

Neighborhood's now invaded,
By cops and camera crews,
So I know this story,
Will make the evening news.

The 11:00 news,
Now the story is told:
The shooter and victim,
Fourteen and sixteen years old.

They didn't know his motive,
And she was critical, yet stable,
And they'd give us more details,
Just as soon as they were able.

How can our children be caught up,
In things so sadistic,
Never heard any more details.
Chalk it up to statistics.