Fifty-nine Dead; Hundreds Wounded

Fifty-nine Dead; Hundreds Wounded

A Poem by Bob B

Fifty-nine victims have died so far--

Children, lovers, husbands, wives,

Parents, siblings, cousins, friends….

Fifty-nine have lost their lives

 

To senseless violence: a mass shooting

In Las Vegas--a night of hell.

And nearly five hundred people

Attending the concert were wounded as well.

 

Read their names; read their stories.

They're the innocent; they're the ones

Who faced unspeakable horrors that

Occur when madmen have access to guns.

 

No, not merely access to guns,

But access to bump fire stock devices.

Does the "right" to such contraptions

Justify human sacrifices?

 

Are we surprised at the reaction?

In many a weapons showcase room

Or online site there has been

A bump stock sales boom!

 

At one time many people thought

That Sandy Hook would be the last straw.

Then came Orlando, and now Las Vegas.

Somewhere there's a serious flaw.

 

Donors grease the politicians'

Palms; lobbyists state their demands.

I would NOT want to be

A politician with blood on my hands.

 

(10-7-17) By Bob B

© 2017 Bob B


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