heartbroken

heartbroken

A Poem by delapruch
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mr. hope & change is saddened again,

as just a few weeks ago the nation mourned

the deaths of those blown away in a movie

theater,

now a skinhead takes out 6 in a Wisconsin

Sikh temple &

yet the refrain is the same---

not only will he not address the real issues at

hand,

he sends his little babbling bird, mr. carney,

out to do the dirty work,

telling us that it’s the gangs that kids are

joining, which lead to these violent

outbursts,

and when they start to piss out their mouths,

these talking heads whose strings are

pulled by the gun lobby in the US,

they start to dabble in the most inhuman

nonsense,

for we all know the statistics,

we all know that in the UK, the homicide rate

due to firearms

is ridiculously low in comparison to this land

of motherfucking

cowboys,

who sleep with a goddamned six-shooter

beneath their mattresses &

yet because this empire is based on violence,

the violence it spreads all over the globe,

the violence that it beats down on its citizens

with,

is it any wonder that once in a blue moon,

somebody ends up killing a bunch of people

with a gun they got on the internet while

simultaneously playing a video game?

so “how many deaths will it take till’ we know?”

maybe if somebody goes on a rampage

every couple of weeks?
hmmm….ya think then that charlie heston & the

boys will stop jacking off &

rethink their policies?

maybe if there is a rampage every week,

mr. hope & change will get off his a*s &

actually do something, regardless of how far

off november is?

 

don’t hold your f*****g breath.

© 2012 delapruch


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delapruch
delapruch

nothingville, NY



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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..

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