death by denial…

when
a weapon
is pressed tight
against
your skull
and
you smell
the cold metal
tell me
once again
guns don’t kill
people
do
when
it
is your
innocent child
lying in a grave
whose body
has been
pierced
like
christ
tell
me
once again
those
paid for
words
guns
don’t kill
people
do
for
when
you lie
upon death’s bed
your
blood money
flowing
from
a gunshot wound
i shall
repeat
to you
guns
don’t kill
people
do
but
shall
also ask
would you
like
some tea
or
perhaps
a prayer

armed and dangerous 2….

armed and dangerous2

my country tis thee
whose sons carry guns to school
leaving children dead

leaving children dead
does not bother some with guns
they say guns don’t kill

they say guns don’t kill
but it is a bitter pill
when washed down with blood

when washed down with blood
these white washed walls of freedom
are stained forever

armed and dangerous…

armed and dangerous

my country tis thee
cutting down its children
in homeland war zones

in homeland war zones
words weave weapons to freedom
to keep and bear arms

to keep and bear arms
for fear government will strike
taking away life

taking away life
guns laugh at a mother’s plea
to return her child

to return her child
not even her god can do
hands-off policy

hands-off policy
used by government also
so more graves are dug

so more graves are dug
and more money made on death
i don’t understand

i don’t understand
why death can be so welcomed
by those making laws

 

benedict arnolds…

benedick arnolds

no bullets were used
a simple trade of money
for a young child’s life