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Dreams Blown Away

They decry their gun birthright is to defend their home, protect what they own A government tank might come rolling down the road one day New Roman centurions coming to take their beloved metal sons away Give unto Caesar the lobby coins, and he will let you keep your guns Ask for the AR-15 exemption too ... get a death certificate of ownership for you Have in your treasured collection, the most coveted item that can blow dreams away Possess the wizard of war wand ... keep it on concealed Oz display What lies behind the magazine veil will blow your citizen reticence away AR-15 lying wonder: Killing machine putting souls six-feet under It’s your American gun birthright to have death by metal proxy at your trigger side Bumstocks and sawed-off barrels, high-velocity bullets: metal projectile arrows Second Amendment voice tools, get pleasure in bringing the pain, speaking with First Amendment lead liberty Shoot first and ask questions later ... The law of trigger-nometry rules: the barrel with the loudest bang, has the highest caliber free speech authority Gun birthright zealous voices speaking with hot impassioned impunity Shoot first and ask questions later ... AR-15 making serial killing noises, silencing crowds with political immunity, automatically blowing dreams away Talk to the trigger hand they say: Shoot first, and ask questions later on another day

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Lara Wash

Date: 2/23/2018 6:17:00 PM

Oh me oh my! Freddie Robinson Jr., your poem speaks for me, that's exactly how I feel but you articulated it the best. "Talk to the trigger hand they say: Shoot first, and ask questions later on another day" Well written with a message for all to read. Thank you .