I am furious about gun violence…disgusted and disturbed
But what is this action
That you cry for
Who’s going to lift a hand?
Is it the government that will take the lead if you let it
There are institutions rotting from a pendulum that swung too far
There are ostracized children, those that didn’t fit
Now they walk among us
In a sanctimonious landscape
Watch the facebook posts
The jeers, the stabs, the violence,
While we shout out against the same
Against hatred, against biggots and bullies
Pointing the fingers of blame
But everything’s fine
As long as TMZ chooses the right one
To demean and discard
As long as the news picks on the hateful right
Or those that don’t believe the same
Give hatred and anger a better name
Call it satire
Something the masses can swallow
Than preach to us about kindness and compassion
Empty and hollow
Is it the city leaders that will enact laws
That will keep us from hating each other
While the press creates enemies out of each other
And the government separates us by race
And class
Keep us separate, keep us all divided
Hate the left, the snowflake
Discard the despicable right
Let them stand and throw platitudes about guns
And violence, race and religion
While they stir the pot
And the news carries this hateful voice
Now march to Washington with a cause
They will use your sad faces
And broken lives
They will prop you up like cardboard cutouts
If your message is right
And they will beg for your vote
Insist they’ll fix this
Insist it’s in their hands
While the marginalized
Falls off the page
Young children unfit,
Unable to fathom rage
And the blood is pooling on this social experiment
Where every child gets a reward
And bullies are met with a pitiful dance
And we are taught love
In a hateful landscape
We are taught acceptance
In a society of discord
We are all pawns looking to the Queen
They send knights and bishops
To keep the field level
Keep their dirty fingers clean
We are losing this game
We are useful idiots
Expendable pawns
Showing up with flowers and memorials
On strangers’ lawns
And no one speaks in Starbucks
Everyone has a screen
A cat video
An email, a phone call
No one speaks
Except for chats on line
With strangers
Where so many are violent
And cruel
Send these children with love
And weakness
To a nasty, violent, unsocial school
Where most will find their way
Down the funnel
Where many will turn to drugs
Or alcohol
Or suicide
In this violent, angry landscape
We teach love, but they’ve learned hate
Our words are not our actions
We are fake
While they march to Washington
Looking for the leaders to help us change
While the broken pawns in this failed experiment
Remain
Outside the glass from where we watch them
In this hateful landscape
Where we shout love and hope
And governments take what’s not their own
And call it humanity
There’s a missing artifact
Something they discarded from our schools
But the government is always welcome
Keep God in some foreign state
Where he resides
And let’s teach love from a secular
Textbook
Let’s change history
Bleach young lives
The march of cowards
Hiding behind hypocritical voice
A bible of sorts
Full of grays and rotten fruit
Full of justification and rationalization
Sell hope to a falling society
Where we cannot fathom
Love or compassion
And wonder why
The violent tantrim
Of a deeply broken child
Fills the news and the voices
Of strangers
With fear, disgust and gun rights….
It is a deep and profound cancer
But we ignore the sickness
And we ignore the hate and disgust
Though the blood of the innocent
Stains the government buildings
it ends and starts with us….
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