We seem to have forgotten the dialect
Of Love Honor and Respect
We’ve forgotten the dialogue of Holy Father and Son
And substituted it with the language of the gun
The scream of hot lead as it flies from the barrel
We claim to be civilized but act like animals feral
We have become insensitively reconciled
With hearing the cries of widow and orphaned child
Molten metal of twisted linguistics
Just another column of numbers and statistics
In death and judgement we have for too long dealing
Anesthetized, murder triggers very little feeling
We have engaged in a game secular semantics
The retort of NRA is so shallow and pedantic
For one reason and one reason only the gun was invented
To kill and that is one truth in fact cemented
I can no longer hold my tongue, or keep my silence
We must put an end to all this senseless killing and violence
We must find our way back to Buddha, Allah, Holy Father and Son
And forget every last syllable in the language of the gun
Only then when we are completely illiterate
Will we get out of this cesspool of carnage and shit
Unadulterated, sincere and free of predilection, I hope you lost no one to the perils of firearms?
Thank you very much…I haven’t lost anyone close to me but I have had aquaintences who have fallen to gun violence over the years…
Count yourself lucky my friend, where I come from, we lose hundreds of people everyday
I consider myself lucky…and my position on guns changed shortly after I left the military…that was when I began re evaluting my outlook on life in general
My name is Osama Iftikhar, and I am from Pakistan. It is good to know how two people from two different places can agree on something peaceably
pleased to meet you Osama…my name is Tim and yes it is good that we can agree on things peaceably…but to be honest I don’t believe in the concept of borders and barriers that seperate us…I believe we are all citizens of the Earth and can live in peace and tolerence of one another…regardless of race religion or anything else that creates the divide Humanity presently knows
It is an honor to have made your acquaintance Tim, we, the like minded, have the world as our home, as for the world it self, let its plunderers have their borders, a brick to a brick only raises the wall, and every wall must come down eventually.
agreed
‘Amen’ to that, or rather, Blessings Be!
Amen…Blessings Be…I will praise what ever God that will take guns off the street