Uncaring

Uncaring

A Poem by Michael Stevens
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Guns; yee-haw!

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Uncaring

 

A deadly school shooting, of kids for god sake

 

Their lives will never be the same,

 

Yet, what do I read? “Don’t touch my guns!”

 

These uncaring people are mad,

 

Because someone dared to suggest

 

Slightly tougher gun laws; maybe an assault rifle ban

 

It boggles my mind, and it makes me feel sad,

 

That after several innocent kids are gunned down,

 

The first and only thing they care about is ‘their rights’

 

I guess nothing’s as important as their right to pack heat

 

Common sense safety laws will cramp their style!

 

After all, this is America, we’re free to be armed to the teeth,

 

And if 1,2, or 50 kids are caught in the crossfire,

 

So be it; I’ve got the right to be fricking John Wayne!

© 2012 Michael Stevens


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Added on December 16, 2012
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Michael Stevens
Michael Stevens

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I write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more..