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You weren’t the gunman, but you didn’t want to see gay people kissing in public.
You weren’t the gunman, but you don’t like gay characters on TV.
You weren’t the gunman, but you think gay people are sinful and need saving.
You weren’t the gunman, but you were upset when gay people gained the right to marry.
You weren’t the gunman, but you use slurs for gay people.
You weren’t the gunman, but you would vote against legal protections for gay people.
You weren’t the gunman, but you’re the culture that built him.
You’re the bullets in his gun...
~ Written by fifteen-year-old Jared, formerly known as Megan ~
Jared’s original poem written 6~ 16~ 2016
Copyright © Jill Spagnola | Year Posted 2016
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