Sense Sonnet - Chiller

A Growing Why?

A mother's murdered by her son,
Who wants to hurt her even more,
And so he goes armed with a gun,
And sneaking through an open door
Into the school where she had taught
The little ones in lower grade.
But now big targets, they were caught
In a hell that the young man made.
Sons and daughters he shot and killed,
By his hand from a mind gone mad,
In a sick son where evil willed
To turn good time and place to bad.

Too many children get to know
That some grow up with evil so.