Pittsburgh

We sell violence

yet expect more than silence

during times like these

 

but it’s all we see

we’ve built up immunity

to barbarity

 

we shrug when we see

bullets flying on TV

and flags of hatred

 

waving and people

caving to fear, we don’t cry

even one lone tear

 

we steer clear of things

that make us sad, but this is

not merely a fad

 

America feeds

on hate, divide and conquer

and more locks on gates

 

not just southern states

of mind, we’ve long been so blind

to all the hatred

 

right in front of us

and it’s been don’t ask, don’t tell

but now you hear it

 

that old rebel yell

and watch as they all salute

they didn’t just start

 

to shoot your neighbors

they’ve been shooting them always

but we all learned that

 

ignorance pays, right?

as long as it’s out of sight

we don’t mind hatred

 

though we’ll mourn the dead

just as long as they’re all white

but still, it’s alright

 

and we’ll rally round

the government now, chanting

“kill, kill, kill, kill, kill”

 

and it’s eyes for eyes

still we wonder why we’re blind

we always demand

 

that we get revenge

we find such pleasure in death

it excuses us

 

to quench our blood lust

because it’s insatiable

Uncle Sam was born

 

to kill, and we pay

for the bill, we pay

for the games he plays

 

can you count the days

since the last shooting? we brought

the war rhetoric

 

home. Caesar turned his

voice on Rome and he rambles

and gambles with life

 

a violent bigot

distracting us from our own

demise, and the lies

 

keep getting wilder

and the emperor wears a

fascist uniform

 

and we think we can

reform, and we think we can

get them to concede

 

we think we can vote

and things will be just fine, but

we didn’t just now

 

cross this hateful line

we’ve always been on this side

but now the white knights

 

feel so empowered

that they aren’t content hiding

anymore. We are

 

rotten to the core.

but we have long been rotten

though we all forgot

 

like we will until

the next time something like this

happens, the next time

 

that the president

incites another hate crime

which sadly, he will…

 

and we foot the bill

for the hate he spews, maybe

next they’ll come for you

 

 

 

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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