I know it sounds absurd But he didn’t say a word Before gun shots were heard The thought never occurred That it was race related Though it might be debated The fact is that he hated And so, it must be stated
They say more, or less though He had a manifesto Found at his arrest, so His motive’s bound to show It’s more, or less a given That it was hatred driven That’s ******* with a ribbon I don’t think he’ll be forgiven
We have a national disease That should bring us to our knees Shooters feel the need to squeeze Their triggers, if you please Their hatred is deep seated So this scene if oft’ repeated We must find a way to beat it As we confront and meet it
We need to do more If we want to find a cure Let’s attack it at its core To minimize its allure So, believe me and trust The answer rests with us Not the ashes or the dust That results when someone busts