Lead Cancer
Roman pro-life Pilate politicians
got their abortion trigger finger
on the gun
Sending public notice of more bullet crucifixions,
a Surgeon General quarantine warning:
Lead cancer epidemic is spreading,
pistol pestilence ...
gunsmoke you best deadly shun
Herodian arms whisperers advise,
to let the virulent violence run it’s course
That’s the American Legion way of the gun ...
Give and take is the bullet gladiator way of life,
written on the name of every Republic citizen
To give birth to the precious metal bastard babies,
you gonna have to
bury some of your flesh-and-blood legitimate ones
Hypocrite politicians say the news ain’t that bad:
Step outside and Lucifer relax ...
take a puff of the lead cancer stick —
but keep your gun cocked and ready to shoot,
locked and loaded bulls-eye barrel smoking mad
Don’t be scared by what you saw, or what you heard
You just can’t believe the graphic images and sounds ...
no, not one fake media misfired word
Take your chances, everybody don’t get lead cancer
Survive, and breathe the polluted gunsmoke air
You’re still alive —
just remember, the next bullet coming won’t care
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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