Genocide Approach Second Amendment Versus Sixth Commandment
A moving speech or an endless stammer? My ears tremble
and bleed. Shut up. Fashion your dogwood rifles and call
it an homage. Shoot me in the mouth and tell me what
beautiful words I speak. Your backs turn in perfect
unison, under the false pretense that you gaze out of the
wounds in your shoulder blades. Write your laws and
amendments in a blood based ink. All rise, arm
yourselves. Do you feel like a man? Can you kill me? Rip
open my chest as a familiar gesture, you will find my
heart to be impaled by two perpendicular lines. The ones
you claim to honor. Welcome to God's country, set foot
and be met with the taste of my shiny barrel. You are not
my Christ. The only arms we need extend from our
shoulders. Your throat is a cacophony. Silence. Leaden
seeds bear trees with bitter fruit, thick with the stench
of atonement. I would tell you to eat your words, but the
bullets you wantonly send are much more suitable. God-
fearing family man, stop trying to recreate Him in your
image. Go to sleep now with the knowledge that your
beautiful gun has plunged a hole in the word of God and
the face of your child. God-fearing family man. I implore
your silence.
