It’s 10 p.m.; do you know where your guns are?

It’s 10 p.m.; do you know where your guns are?
It’s 10 p.m.; do you know where your guns are?

“Mama put my guns in the ground,

I can’t shoot them anymore,

That cold, black cloud is comin’ down,

Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.”

-- Bob Dylan

Thirteen-year-old Kelvonte Daigre didn’t make it …