BAN ASSAULT WEAPONS - NOW!

 

Since firearms manifold more bang for their buck,

any rational per son or daughter, one wood love to chuck

fired and squawks like Donald Duck

up in arms at alarming spike vis a vis trigger, where luck

less lie dead, when bullet released after squeezed

by angry mother fuck

er engendering outrageous spike in wanton killings -

the nemesis of gluck

via leaded slugs, whar led doth finned huck.

 

first time gun owners indiscriminately, who brandish

innocent victims, and concomitantly excite

purported in accordance with first amendment, relish

yet proliferation allowing free ranging banshee dervish

sans weapons of mass destruction (mainly innocent lives)

inures citizens to scale the way to appear off fish

shill U.S. law double "eye", and diminish the blithe ho-hum reaction

at becoming indifferent, ambivalent and comfortably numb

at regular headlines detailing some lone a bit mish

hug ha, an automatic killer methodically unloading with a swish

multitudinous cartridges attempt to evening the score, a wish

to take revenge viz a personal vendetta

amidst the madding crowds - utter oye vay - tis Yiddish.

 

such proliferation of high-powered assault bazookas

berserk arc with a blip

bipedal hominid(s) grip with a the hand a dirk in case the clip

doth miss the mark, where siege mentality induces

nationwide sprint ting infamy to drip

metamorphosing into a malignant state with curled lip

mailer daemon hell bent on besieging bait (unaware nip

pee nap noopy snapchatting beings) bursting with deadly quip

with a barrage of bullets malicious intent to spray

killing machines delivering rip

paying deathly howls amidst pandemonium, thence funereal slip

epitaphs etched on tombstones proliferate

taking souls to Hades trip.

 

more often than not such brutal and nasty team

(short lived) nefarious scheme

directed at humble lettered people (like those comprising ream

member ring my home town - once evoked with pastoral meme

of Lake Woebegone) minding their p's and q's, when in the extreme

and out of the blue like a nightmare interrupting an idyllic dream

a sudden bitta bing bitta bang rings terrorist catcall followed

by red tide and river of bloodying bodied of hue men caskets

rendered veneer of dark wood within lies corpse,

pistol whipped, where mortician daub with creme.

 

soundcloud boom across

thus occurs yet another staccato sinister sonic

the pearl jam gray slate of some formerly anonymous

name sake, which underline or boss

son or daughter of a bitch blitzkrieg of shells cross

invisible trajectories shatter (at shutterfly speed),

the democratic rubric - rendered as dross

disposable lives of society

with senseless slaughter, whereat somber silence

echoes nostalgia for the Mill on the Floss

when life seemed so innocent against the gun metal gloss

wails of agony at another human loss.

 

this epidemic re: murderous love affair perfervid

with gruesome morbid

fixation allowing, enabling and providing terrifying

trappings, whence went Pandora out the lid

anger loosed maniacally gun down (in slo mo) recorded by hid

den a milling crowd, each person locked in cross hair grid

source (perhaps pathetic plan premeditated) employing did

da ding from flying bullets, a coterie upping the ante vis a vis bid

ding fare thee from odious loading incendiary fiery clips.

 

suicide bombardier seeks slakes thirst to take aim in billeted soiree

with deadly precision, and spray

with pump posse city, a congregated engaged groupon

of people), with egregious pay

shunt and methodically mowing down, a slew - nay

re: doth unsuspecting victim aware - delivering may

hem to this anonymous American citizen as well

family and survivors, who lay

down their sorrows, which bring revulsion and gray

obsolescence of faith in mankind to fray.

 

death be not proud, nor ought airtime allocated to these

heinous cavalier avengers foe tee eight hour special (proffers

twitchy finger itching to squeeze

especial easy access to sophisticated high caliber compact

offspring doth please

manifesting those prize pride killing machine owners never freeze

rapaciously with so much ease

lethal gimcrackery cutlasses even a lil whippersnapper

can rope into control this violence as disease.

 

sorrow soulful songs sung by the likes of death cab for cutie or goo

goo dolls in tandem with foo

fighting beastie boys pay homilies whence homage grew

to grateful dead nobody knew

fetishistic martyrs wannabe set sights of sister and mew

sic cull doobie brothers of their same simian species

with no sorrow to rue.

 

the ammunition barrels at greased

once target(s) locked and stocked

per skull and cross lovely bones,

lightening speedily deals mortal blow persons unaware,

the final minutes/seconds of various lives leased

shorn of existence, and akin to sheared sheep, this case

targeted ambushed ewe mon permanently fleeced

to the grim reaper instantaneously cut short, when insta

gram cross hairs seal fate upon Avast group who ceased

to exist as happy go lucky men, women and/or children

from the most fearsome beast.

 

instantaneous re: within the blink and/or flickr survive

er eyed, and former gallivanting live

capitalone progressive pinterest ting human con hive

ving to collide with hulu hooping unwittingly accompanying jive

vin track hewed by trigger-happy holster naught

sending dead riders to final resting place.

 

ribald exhortations and allegiance gifted who usher bereave

ment, where demise of existence experiences a field day,

whence Pandora gorges

viz Philabundance, while next of kin grieve

incalculable loss forsaken, whence emptiness doles bleakness

upon grim outlook that doth leave

tears, brought about per spilt blood and sweat

tallying cost, no miracle whipped for lifeless ones to retrieve.

 

mortal kombat rues unfathomable payless Priceline Bourse

which induces adrenaline to course

thru the melee, where survivors sprint non selfie ish

lee to a safer outlook, where moments of pain force

besiege collective asylum seekers indulge gorse

set of faux Joyus fancyfeast er vanityfair, whence sorrow loosed

like a wild horse

diehard fanatic (attired inconspicuously like

dishabille schlepper of an outlier) pulled source

trigger releasing high-powered voluminous ammunition

loaded murderous mass homicidal rates seemingly get worse.

 

Netzero escape those unfairly killed ceaselessly year after year

undeclared warfare,

whereby killer coolly unleashes fusillade veer

ring out the barrel to tear

a hole in the community fabric, blithely emptying

lethal methodological munitions with a truckload to spare.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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