Poem -

WHEN WILL MURDEROUS SPREES END???

WHEN WILL MURDEROUS SPREES END???

An unprovoked angry, bloody,
and deadly war zone
on an unprovoked whim
dispassionately, indiscriminately,

and nonchalantly killing twelve
innocent people
with vigorous vim
subsequently,

(the lone this round gunman),
a Marine combat veteran met
similar fate tim
morosely, or with

machiavellian bravado,
once again all to soon
invoking serum
min eye zing against,

an aggressive ploy
to STOP wanton
heart wrenching mass killings
leaving grievous survivors,

friends and family
of those mowed down
teary eyed with many,
a blotchy red rim,

when a scant
few hours earlier
attendees at Border
line Bar & Grill

in Thousand Oaks
Southern California
meticulously did prim
and prep countenances nim

billy giving a final
touchup oblivious,
how soon, a dozen random
lives and limb

would be brutally
wrenched asunder,
asper an anonymous Jim
Mead self made assassin

already on record
(purportedly police
spoke with him)
last spring, he

Ian David Long, 28,
(a former machine
gunner, and Afghanistan
war veteran) did grim

lee forsake his life
amidst the
bloody carnage
again forcing Americans
love affair with guns
lessons purpose driven
existence go dim!

 

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