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Violence Summer Poems | Violence Poems About Summer

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Details | Lyric |

Guns of Summer

How I now long to sing a song
With "guns" as its only word
A solitary droning tone
Fiercely sung such it need be heard

Higher than half its height
Should our banner fly
As this sorrowful summer simmers on 
And slaughtered June becomes corpse of July

Nightclub, traffic stop, city block
Muslim, blue, black, gay
Tiny lives that matter not 
To congressmen and NRA

For in America the highest law,
Ready must we always be 
With God-given rightful arms bared
To throw off imminent tyranny

 July 8, 2016 

Copyright © Andrew Jung | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Red Summer

It was a summer of indifference
Billionaire Nazis who preach ethnic cleansing
And powerful ladies clad in iron
Play tug of war
With the hearts and souls of the people
While governors deceive the populace and their own parties
And confused men in collars and cassocks
Betray their vows, principles,
And even the people 
They are supposed to lead.

It was a summer of blood
Black mothers in black clothes
Attend the funerals 
Of their Black sons
Killed by 
Their own Black Brothers
Or by Blue Klansmen
With smoking guns and shining shields
While urban brigades
Mourn the loss of true knights
Murdered by 
Desperate, exhausted, and enraged men
Who have witnessed more than enough
Of their people being oppressed 
By those sworn to protect them
While the suburbanites and gentrifiers
Look the other way
Or applaud the lynchings
While savages plow into school children
Behead Christian babies
Rape Christian women 
Slash the throats of priests
And destroy Christian communities
Even though we are supposed to be
People of the Book
While those who peacefully practice Islam
Are being told they are unwelcome.

It was the summer of chaos
People parade the streets
With signs 
Black Lives Matter
Blue Lives Don't
Men use toilets
Next to little girls
Six years olds
Are being taught about
The birds and the bees
And the ticks and the fleas
Infanticidal Mengelites
Teach girls 
confidence and resourcefulness. 
We are no longer people
With free wills and open hearts
We are no more than pawns
In a political chess tournament
Of the Sick Left
Against the Cold Right
What is right is wrong
What is wrong is right

Dear Lord
When will you have enough?
When will the 
Fall of Jerusalem
Finally arrive?
Maybe that is the only way
This madness will end.
How many more chances
Do we need?
How much longer will you stand there
While the pigs come to 
Spit on Your Countenance
And crush Your pearls?
I sigh for Your 
City on the Hill
And long to see its gates
Meanwhile, I tarry to the mountains
Before I am tempted to 
Join the sultry, drunken orgy
Of lost souls who hang the decent
And silence the morally outspoken
Whilst chanting
Eat, drink, and indulge
For you only live once

Copyright © Jali the Bard | Year Posted 2016