Poetry

I need some help, I’m not sure what to add to the two poems I recently started writing. I just need feedback:

1) not the last — Gunshots fire

Another child down, not the first, not the last.

Children hide under desks, unable to make a sound,

Not a cry, not a breath, not a word.

Parents pace their floor, waiting for a call, a knock, anything.

Silence remains.

2) you didn’t listen— “I lied put your clothes back on”

 but you didn’t put them back on,

 you took mine off. You took my soul, my dignity, my purity.