The Thoughtless, Heartless, Do-Nothing Congress
The Thoughtless, Heartless, Do-Nothing Congress
Another day of carnage
In the USA
Little children
Eight, nine, ten and eleven years old,
Their life cut short,
By a mad person
With an automatic rifle
What will we all do?
Every week
More innocent people are
Victims of violent shootings,
Where is the Congress?
The Thoughtless, Heartless, Do-Nothing Congress
Children died at Sandyhook in Newtown, Connecticut,
Innocent babies,
Only five or six years old,
Never to celebrate another birthday,
To hug their Mom and Dad,
To watch TV,
Go to a ball game,
Go see a movie,
All over forever,
Now the same for
These children in Uvalde, Texas,
Never to play ball again,
Or learn to dance,
Or play a musical instrument,
Or wait for Santa Claus,
All over forever,
Where is the Congress?
The Thoughtless, Heartless, Do-Nothing Congress,
People in Buffalo going about
Their lives,
Doing their grocery shopping,
Even planning for a birthday party,
But a madmen came
And now they’re gone forever,
Innocent people in a movie theater
In Denver, Colorado,
Murdered by an insane gunman,
High-school students in Florida,
A Congregation at a Taiwanese church
In California,
Enjoying their luncheon,
A deranged gunman
Came to their church
With a gun,
Where is the Congress?
The Thoughtless, Heartless, Do-Nothing Congress,
We don’t like to think mean thoughts,
But if it were someone dear to them,
A law would have been passed already,
But
We the People
The Average Joe and Lucy,
The teacher, the secretary, the store worker,
The hairdresser, the carpenter, the librarian,
The aviation engineer, the truck driver,
The fireman, the policeman,
The dentist, the doctor,
The veterinarian,
The writer,
The singer,
The actor,
The artist,
And the plumber,
The electrician,
The salesman,
The garbageman too,
No matter if you
Are white, black, Hispanic,
Asian, or Native American Indian,
We the People
Don’t seem to count anymore
Where is the Congress?
The Thoughtless, Heartless, Do-Nothing Congress
We the People
We the People
We the People
We the People
We the People
Celine Rose Mariotti
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