You make me sick. Defying the truth And congratulating The deaths. You’ve ignored the signs And said it’s ******* fine.
How many more will it take, Until you’ll actually care? Bodies will pile Beneath your feet, But the real killer Is their blindness.
They consume every word, Bow to their knees and blow you, Violently risking safety And hitting freedom in the face. Since when was it The American Way To **** security?
I have no sympathy for them, The ones who claim An article of clothing is oppression. Their guns will be fine; No one’s taking them away. But there’s another killer Who could infect their cells, But they don’t care.