Thursday, September 5, 2024

In Winder, Georgia, where fields once did lay,
A city evolving, growing without delay,
Middling and rural, with a pace all its own,
Yet tragedy strikes, in a school unknown.

The population surges, changing with time,
In this rapidly developing paradigm,
But amidst progress and prosperity's gleam,
The echoes of violence disrupt this serene dream.

Families shattered, a community mourns,
In the midst of growth, a tragedy scorns,
Winder, Georgia, a city at a crossroad,
Where progress meets sorrow, the story is told.