#massshootings
Birds don't rain down from heart attacks,
Or aneurysms: we should be waist high
In hundreds of millions of feathered bodies.
Where are they?
Not like us, who fall in the strangest places:
Stop signs, ball games, synagogues, schools.
And we cover them, step around them,
Chalk mark floors and sidewalks,
And eventually pick up the pieces.
But we can't perch on live wires,
Or fly between wind vanes.
Where are the bodies.
Domestic or feral.
Look to the sociocat,
Though innocent,
It prowls by nature.
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
Nobody mourn,
nobody get hurt
We just project
redirect the blame
and sink back
into interactions
with coping devices
of mass distraction
The artificial womb
of the masses
Tethered by an invisible
umbilical cord
feeding us way
too much
information
Like hungry ghosts
salivating
the next notification
We can’t run.
We can’t hide.
There’s a threat to survive,
But we’re so ******* desensitized
Seduced by the school shooter
we don’t hear him coming
singing siren songs
heart-beating shotgun blasts
That leitmotif
in sync with
The American Horror Story allegory
Just forget it
Too much in the queue
Too many new things
We can’t reject this reality
It’s really ******* broken
Em, I’m sorry we’re descending
Much Madness has lost its meaning
It’s just the means to
unlock an achievement
Emulate another scumbag.
romanticize a villain
amplify the bodycount
Like how many do you need to ***** out
before they give you the cover
of the Rolling Stone?
It's comedically-tragic,
Stranger than satire.
The Judge, the jury
Executioner cutie
cut all your losses for ya
cashed in your lil tax deductions
The most sacred snuffed out
before the light could become them
Get woke a-f,
This is enlightenment!
Come on get
your mind blown!
He’s the one who loves
to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
knows not what it means.
Do you know what it means?
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 11:02 PM UTC
"Breathe,"
They call to me.
"Stay calm."
They whisper softly.
I can hear their tears
As they say,
"Remember to pray."
And we should be angry.
We shouldn't be offering our sympathy
To the one that stole,
To the one that offered up his soul
For the taste of iron and gunpowder
For the taste of blood,
For the sake of leaving innocents
Six feet under tear-stained mud.
It isn't our weapons.
No, with the right morals and the right lessons,
It wouldn't be a problem.
It wasn't mental illness.
Trust me, please,
I know.
This is more than my business.
I know about trauma, I know about pain.
I know how it feels to have a curse become your name.
But we all have a choice,
We all make that decision,
For whether it will be our light or our dark that we choose to imprison.
He chose to use his pain,
To blend with his hatred.
He became his own darkness,
And that can never be forgiven.
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 5:13 PM UTC
∆ The Fear (Orlando Commando) ∆
Oh my God son,
did you hear,
there was another terrorist attack,
and again comes The Fear.
The shootings by these psychos,
struck some familiar cords,
extreme actions by extremist with suicidal tendencies,
leads to the tightening of borders,
the attacks in Orlando last week,
happened on Saturday Night,
gives us all The Fever and The Chills,
all at the same time.
The incident occurred,
during at a club in Orlando,
a rouge shooter emerged,
and went Extremest commando,
this ****** had his finger on the trigger,
until EMTs arrived to put their fingers on the pulse,
of victims slain for no good reason at all,
this violence is insane when will it halt?
Oh how patronizingly patriotic and fitting everything is!
From shootings in Paris,
to drones strikes in deserts,
if you ask me,
they’re all terrorist,
extremist are extremist,
extremism is extremism,
I don’t support any extreme,
I don’t support any regime,
I don’t support patriots in chariots,
I don’t support Sharia law in it’s most extreme variance,
fck this,
I fckn mean this,
why I have to fckn cuss,
to get your attention,
three minutes to make a point,
with the words I mention,
intentions,
set,
like smart bombs and sniper’s focus,
IMF got the world in debt dollars are tokens,
tokens we use to play,
the game of life until God takes us away,
away,
gotta be a better way,
than bombing each other,
why the fck did we even enter Iraq,
and engage in that trouble,
what’s the real reason,
and no don’t fckn say oil,
bombs over Baghdad,
down with Saddam,
up with the black flag,
stab you in the back like a black ***
fck that that’s all hate,
why the fck are us as in US even in Iraq,
why do attack others can’t we find the time to just relax and relate,
can’t really blame President Baraka Flacka,
he’s done as good as any of us could in his position,
a president is just one man he’s not God,
so he has to do what he does to pursue his visions,
still we spend millions on maniacal missions,
making incisions into civilizations putting them into critical conditions,
I must be a punk because I feel like all religion is Bad Religion,
NO ONE IS INNOCENT,
that’s what ISIS is trying to say,
that’s why they chose to attack a normal place,
because when the US kills 500,000 in Iraq,
shooting 100 people in a bar in Paris doesn’t seem that bad,
fck it,
someone could walk into this crowd right now and start shooting,
just like,
a hurricane could hit Florida today and by the tonight there’d be looting.
NO ONE IS INNOCENT,
that’s what ISIS is trying to say,
we all play our part,
in this macabre play,
and I warn you right now,
don’t ignore the problems and think they’ll just go away,
if you work your *** off,
then you pay your taxes,
we’ve all got blood on our hands,
and I’m not saying that those in foreign lands,
are any better than us ********
anyone with an AK-47 can get buried in the sands!
But what the fck ever,
have another beer cheers,
pretend everything’s ok,
try and drown out The Fear with beers,
but you can not ignore,
that tightening feeling in your stomach,
and can not ignore the fact that we’re all lost,
sea sick on the high seas feeling like I might *****
so we stare up at the stars,
hoping we can catch a ride on a comet,
hoping maybe someone will save us,
we save up,
but still our taxes go to destruction,
supposedly targeting the axis of evil,
but regardless the target bombs have only one function,
destruction,
there’s nothing smart about a smart bomb,
anyone that wishes to wage war should just move to another planet,
and all of us that wish to wage peace should just stay here,
****** is ******
I don’t want to hurt any other human being,
that’s it,
I’m sick of rooting for the home team,
I feel so fckn ashamed to be an American right now,
NOT ANOTHER BOMB DROPPED IN MY NAME!
Where do we go,
when everyone’s gone,
and there’s no one left to blame?
Right here,
the red, white and blue,
same colors as France,
these colors don’t run fool!
To proud,
to admit our mistakes,
like when you lie to someone you love,
they confront you and you punch them right in the face,
except for instead of a punch,
we unleash bio-chemical energy warfare,
call it a hunch,
but I’d say we are all guilty of war crimes here,
here,
have some facts bro,
Raqqa,
attacked for,
extremist attackers,
attacking the people of Paris no answers,
only questions,
no pleas for peace,
only military police,
only guns and more machismo,
still no peace in the Middle East,
can we please get a little peace in the Middle East?
Can we please get a little peace here for that matter,
can we just have the love and let the hate evaporate,
uggh it's all so painful and so heartbreaking,
and I don't know how much more of this I can take!
And usually I can ignore it,
and just say it’s someone else’s problem,
but honestly this whole world is fct,
unless we find resolution and solutions for these problems.
Oh my God son,
Oh my God son,
did you hear,
there was another terrorist attack,
and again comes The Fear…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
Hollywood Hearts available worldwide 7/7/16
#orlandoshooting #pulseshooting #pulsenightclub #terrorist #isis #stoptheviolence #terroristattack #peace
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 6:10 PM UTC