00America

00America

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Where you from son?
I’m from 00America,
and we have a license
to kill.
I mean hey man!
Don’t you get it?
Guns are for killing, dude!
All this hoohaa about owning guns
to protect oneself is all
gun lobbying bullshit man.
We aim to kill,
and we shoot
up drugs as well.
But don’t worry man
we are a God fearing nation-
Praise the Lord!
Yep! God bless America!
Shoot first, ask questions later.
And guess what?
You can’t stop us
because there would be
a civil war again.
We love our guns
and we just want
to be left alone
shooting, and massacring
people.
It’s in our blood, man!
A metallic cancer
without a cure,
we’re gun slingers, man!
Are there any good people left?
A few but they hide under rocks.
What did you say
your name was?
00America with a capital A
and we have a license to kill.
Wanna see my assault weapons.

© 2022 andrew mitchell


Author's Note

andrew mitchell
To all those young children who held hands running away from being murdered and didn’t make it. Sad, tragic, senseless and horrible loss. But
this is America folks.

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Added on May 25, 2022
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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