In the heart of Belgrade, a city once serene,
A tragedy unfolded, a nightmare unforeseen.
Within the walls of a school, where laughter once thrived,
A darkness descended, and innocence deprived.

The morning sun rose, casting its golden hue,
As children gathered, their dreams held anew.
Little did they know, the horror that awaited,
A storm of violence, a fate so ill-fated.

In the hallways, echoes of footsteps grew loud,
But not the sound of joy, rather fear in the crowd.
Whispers of danger, a chilling wind blew,
As the students trembled, unsure what to do.

A lone figure emerged, consumed by despair,
A soul lost in darkness, burdened by a snare.
With eyes filled with anguish, and heart filled with pain,
He sought to inflict suffering, to leave a lasting stain.

The shots rang out, piercing the air,...