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Murica


It’s never a good time to

Talk about it.

It’s never a good time to talk about the

Dead, not the

15 at

Columbine, not the

33 at

Virginia Tech, not the

28 at

Sandy Hook, not the

17 at

Douglas, not the

2,094 just since the beginning of

2018, it’s never a good time to talk about it because there are

Always more

Shootings,

Dead kids,

Grieving families, more reasons to be

Sensitive because there are always more people that suffered such a

Loss.

 

But maybe that’s just it.

Maybe there never

Will be a good time if there is never a

break,

maybe the numbers will

Never go down if we don’t

Talk about it, so

Let’s talk about it.

So far, all I’ve heard is

Screaming about the

Second Amendment, going on and on about these

Liberties, “certain inalienable rights”, these

Firearms that are

Constitutionally protected, they are screaming this at the

Tiny graves at the other end of the

Crosshairs.

 

But have you, all of you

Indignant, thundering

voices, considered that

Maybe, just

Maybe, my right to

Go to school and come back

Home in a

Bus rather than a

Body bag

Precedes

Your so-called “right” to

Something so lethal it literally has the word

“Assault” in its very

Name?

Have you thought that

Maybe

477 kids fallen at the

Receiving end of a

Barrel,

477 kids in

Less than two months, is

Too many?

Has it crossed your mind that

Maybe

It’s time for a

Change?

 

Sure, guns don’t

Kill people.

But there is no other weapon so

Easily accessible that can

fell dozens of

Students, of

Teachers, of

Living, breathing

People in a matter of seconds, there is nothing else so

Formidable, and yet

Apparently, an age of 18 and a known

History of

Violence is

All you need.

 

The United States is not number

One in the world for much. Not for

Education, not for

Industry, not for

Civil rights advancement, no, we are

Number one in the world for

Mass Incarcerations and Shootings.

Our only

Incredibly noticeable attribute is the

Number of people that

Die violently.

 

Let that sink in.

 

And try to tell me that

Now

Isn’t a good time to

Talk about it.

 

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