After Apalachee, Uvalde, Sandy Hook...
I am not there
for “thoughts and prayers”
pacifying victims
pleas to savior and slayer
heart in hand
head in sand
I get to dream
while you live nightmares
expire to the racket of the “right to bear arms”
the freedom to suffer permanent harm
Chanting charms meant to soothe and silence
while giving goons with guns a pause
to reload the old rules
shooting you down to shut you up
as their street bleeds into your school
You are given life to be a live target
Light shined on to be better seen
Pushed into the path of least resistance
fooled to fake a dream
You don’t get
You get gotten
Expected to have already forgotten
The future you earned
traded for bullets and bullshit
Blasted and burned
Our dreams from your nightmares
palliating thoughts and prayers
We kick the kids for being “just kids”
Hook you into a habit
hoard the best for the old
let lost youth be thrilled by its own finish
wake up already sold
“thoughts and prayers”
turning dreams
into nightmares
And so you are
Turning away from our lives
Towards something stronger
Not for you some wish on a failing star
but acting-up assembling layers
insulating and activating
damning deadly thoughts
killing passive prayers
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