Bittersweet independence inflicted upon
A few more of its citizens by someone who
Is deranged yet has high-powered weapons to play
Deadly games with the populous slaughters the day
Of the birth of a nation. So what else is new?
Soon the hearing of such news produces a yawn.
Any Tom, Dick, or Harry, no matter how sick
Legally is an arsenal, so it’s game on.
We The People are by now also sitting ducks.
I fear leaving my house. The anxiety sucks.
There may not come a time when it’s completely gone.
I’m as safe as a perverted carnival trick.
To the days of Matt Dillon we’ve sadly returned.
Everyone packs a piece. That’s just the way things are
So I’d better be careful wherever I go
Anyone without reason can decide to blow
Me away. Who’s to say that this has gone too far?
Why is our leadership so grossly unconcerned?
A gun or a sick bastard has more human rights
Than a woman by now due to misogyny.
Everyone has their piece to say. This is my own.
Marshall Dillon can’t be everywhere that is known.
This wild west is no place for creatures such as me.
Who is next to be caught in some crazy man’s sites?
A powerful motivator fear has to be
To get things moving toward the right direction.
Politics and the dollar can be defeated.
A nation reflects how its people are treated.
Pro Life means banning weapons of mass destruction.
Freedom now is a game that is played lethally.