Violent deadly crime spree shoots upward

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Gun owners indiscriminately brandish

loaded firearms toward innocent victims,

and concomitantly excite
purported in accordance

with first amendment, relish

yet proliferation allowing

free ranging banshee dervish

sans weapons of mass destruction

(mainly innocent lives)
inures citizens to appear off fish

U.S., and self-important

becoming comfortably numb

at regular headlines detailing

some lone a bit mish

hug ha, an automatic killer

methodically unloading with a swish

multitudinous cartridges attempt

to evening the score, a wish

to take revenge viz a personal vendetta
amidst the madding crowds -

utter oy vay - tis Yiddish.

Such proliferation of

high-powered assault pistols
berserk arc with surging blip

bipedal hominid(s) grip

with a the hand a dirk in case the clip

doth miss the mark,

where siege mentality induces
nationwide sprint ting infamy to drip

metamorphosing into

malignant state with curled (Elvis) lip

mailer daemon hell bent

on besieging bait (unaware nip

pee nap noopy snapchatting beings)

bursting with deadly quip

with a barrage of bullets

malicious intent to spray

killing machines delivering rip

paying deathly howls

amidst pandemonium, thence funereal slip

epitaphs etched on tombstones proliferate
taking souls to Hades trip.

More often than not

such brutal and nasty team
(short lived) nefarious scheme

directed at humble lettered people
(like those comprising ream

member ring my hometown -
once evoked with pastoral meme

of Lake Woebegone) minding
their p's and q's, when in the extreme

and out of the blue like a nightmare
interrupting an idyllic dream

a sudden bitta bing bitta bang
rings terrorist catcall followed

by red tide and river of bloodying
bodied of hue men caskets

rendered veneer of dark wood

within lies corpse,

pistol whipped, where mortician

daub with creme.

soundcloud boom across

thus occurs yet another staccato sinister sonic

the pearl jam gray slate

of some formerly anonymous
name sake, which underline or boss

son or daughter of

bitch blitzkrieg of shells cross
invisible trajectories shatter

(at shutterfly speed),
the democratic rubric - rendered as dross

disposable lives of society
with senseless slaughter,

whereat somber silence
echoes nostalgia for the Mill on the Floss

when life seemed so innocent

against the gun metal gloss
wails of agony at another human loss.

This epidemic re:

murderous love affair perfervid

with gruesome morbid

fixation allowing, enabling

and providing terrifying

trappings, whence went Pandora out the lid

anger loosed maniacally gun down

(in S-L-O-W mo) recorded by hid

madding crowd, each person

locked in crosshair grid

source (perhaps pathetic plan

premeditated) employing did

da ding from flying bullets,

a coterie upping the ante vis a vis bid

ding fare thee from odious

loading incendiary fiery clips.

Trigger happy homicidal maniacs slake thirst

to take aim in billeted soiree

with deadly precision, and spray

with pump posse city,

a congregated engaged groupon

of people), with egregious pay

shunt and methodically

mowing down, a slew - nay

re: doth unsuspecting

victim aware - delivering may

hem to this anonymous

American citizen as well

family and survivors, who lay

down their sorrows,

which bring revulsion and gray

obsolescence of faith in mankind to fray.

Death be not proud,

nor ought airtime allocated to these

heinous cavalier avengers

foe tee eight-hour special (proffers

twitchy finger itching to squeeze

especial easy access

to sophisticated high caliber compact

offspring doth please

manifesting those prize pride

killing machine owners never freeze

rapaciously with so much ease

lethal gimcrackery cutlasses

even a lil whippersnapper kite runner
unleashing whipping cords

lacerating more so than ropes will ever do

necessitate strong control

to stem violence as disease.

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 30th, 2021 18:24
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 25
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  • Doggerel Dave

    Hear hear: What can you say about the second amendment other than - today It is bull shit. A nation state which cannot resolve this will ultimately fail......

  • L. B. Mek

    'it is not the weapon: that pulls trigger's
    it is the corrupted mind, that's forgotten
    the value of A life...!'
    'First: we must accept
    it is our society, that weaponizes those serial killers;
    it is our votes: that dictates how corruptive power's
    distort our reality of 'Self', when We choose to be herded;
    and it is with us, where accountability, must begin
    and shirking responsibility: must End!'
    (A truly, insightful write, dear poet)
    'concomitantly excite, purported in accordance
    with first amendment, relish
    yet proliferation
    allowing, free ranging banshee dervish

    sans weapons of mass destruction
    (mainly innocent lives)
    inures citizens to appear off fish

    U.S., and self-important
    becoming comfortably numb
    at regular headlines detailing

    some lone a bit mish
    hug ha, an automatic killer
    methodically unloading with a swish

    multitudinous cartridges attempt
    to evening the score'...



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