Gun Trauma in America
Thoughts and prayers. Again.
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1 min readMay 17, 2019
There is only one special nation where
the taste of unfettered freedom is so sweet
We water it with blood of children
To feel the patriotic power of packing heat
There is only one special nation where
daily nightmares can’t wake us from our sleep
We can’t pry it from their cold, dead hands
Because blood money, too, runs deep