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Hey Americans - A Poem

  • Writer: Rob Burton
    Rob Burton
  • Feb 24, 2018
  • 1 min read

My poem has been banned by Facebook and I have been blocked by a writers group because of it. I thought Americans protected freedom of speech?

A Poem

Hey Americans

Hey Americans

You with the gun

I mean guns

What's on your mind?

When you pull that trigger

Is it the slopes?

The gooks?

The nigger?

Hey Americans

You with the pistol

I mean pistols

What's on your mind?

When you rack that slide

Is it the school kid?

The teenager?

Mr Jekyll and Hyde?

Hey Americans

With the AR15

And the Walmart bump stock

What's on your mind?

When you spray the crowd

Is it Muslims?

Or Jews?

Does it makes you proud?

Hey Americans

You gun nuts

Mr NRA

What's on your mind?

When you deny

Guns kill people

Young and old

It's just a bad guy

Hey Americans

Listen to this

Just spare the time

Its very simple

To change your mind

Guns kill

A simple solution

If so inclined

Hey Americans

Yes you with the gun

I mean guns

Why are you so scared?

You must be armed?

Be fully automatic

The only outcome

Is people are harmed

Hey Americans

You with the voice

I mean voices

Make yourself heard

Let's hear the shout

Loud and clear

Dump the guns

Go, bring it about.

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